| In your chambers dark powers burn | |
| Roulette wheel it slowly turns | |
| Glass coffin filled with fingers tool | |
| Try to find them | |
| Chorus: | |
| Over the counter | |
| I've got it all | |
| Access to Excess | |
| respectable | |
| I'd feel all liberated if I had it all | |
| Over the counter | |
| I've got it all | |
| I know no limits | |
| No control | |
| Bury the pin and boar the hole | |
| Itchy hand, so it's let felt | |
| The hell that's false | |
| The blood is burning | |
| (chorus) | |
| I wave my right | |
| I wave my right | |
| Right in your face | |
| yeah, oh yeah | |
| We all gather our children | |
| Let's all get up | |
| (chorus) | |
| Over the counter | |
| Over the counter | |
| Over the counter | |
| Over the counter | |
| I've got it all | |
| oh yeah... | |
| (I knew it) | |
| (There are no bad guys) | |
| (Just a stupid guy) | |
| (A little bit of hysteria) |