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i turn on the tubewhat do i see,
a whole lot a people cryin´ "don´t blame me"
they point their crooked little fingers at everybody else
spend all their time felin´ sorry for them selves
victim of this, victim of that
your mommas too thin; and your daddys too fat

get over it
get over it
all this whinin´ and cryin´ and pitchin´ a fit

you say ya haven´t been the same since ya had your little crash
but you might feel better if they gave you some cash
the more i think about it, ol´ billy was right
let´s kill all the lawers- kill ´em tonight
you don´t wanna work you wanna live like a king
butt the big bad world doesn´t owe you a thing

get over it
get over it
ya don´t want to play then you might as well split
get over it, get over it

it´s like going to confession every time i hear you speak
your makin´ the most of your losin´ streak
some call it sick, but i call it weak
yeah yeah yeah

yeah you drag it around like a ball an´ 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
ya bitch about the present and blame it on the past
i´d like to find your little child an´ kick it´s little ass

get over it
get over it
all this bitchin´ and moanin´ and pitchin´ a fit
get over it, get over it
get over it
get over it
it´s gotta stop some time so why don´t you quit
get over it,get over it
get over it