DI turn on the tube and what do I see
A whole lotta people cryin Don t blame me
They point their crooked little fingers at everybody else
Spend all their time feelin sorry for themselves
GVictim of this victim of that
AYour momma s too thin; your daddy s too fat
DGet over it
FGet over it
GAll this whinin and cryin and pitchin a fit
DGet over it get over it
DFGD pause
DYou say you haven t been the same since you had your little crash
But you might feel better if they gave you some cash
The more I think about it Old Billy was right
(harmony)
Let s kill all the lawyers-- kill em tonight
GYou don t want to work; you want to live like a king
ABut the big bad world doesn t owe you a thing
DGet over it
FGet over it
GIf you don t want to play then you might as well split
DGet over it get over it
DFGD.. DFGD .. DDCD (drums)
It s like going to a confession every time I hear you speak
CYou re makin the most of your losin streak
AASome call it sick but I call it weak
(get over it page 2 )
DYou drag it around like a ball and chain
You wallow in the guilt; you wallow in the pain
You wave it like a flag you wear it like a crown
Got your mind in the gutter bringin everybody down
FBitch about the present and blame it on the past.
GI d like to find your inner child and kick its little ass .. yeh yeh yeh
DGet over it
FGet over it
GAll this bitchin and moanin and pitchin a fit
DGet over it get over it
DGet over it
FGet over it
GIts gotta stop sometimes so why don t you quit
DGet over it get over it (pause) (come back guitar first all 1/2 later)
DFGD.. DFGD (pause guitar) ...(all play AGFD) ...
Drum roll .... get over it (stop)