[D]I 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
[G]Victim of this, victim of that
[A]Your momma's too thin; your daddy's too fat
[D]Get over it
Get [F]over it
All this [G]whinin' and cryin' and pitchin' a fit
[D]Get over it, get over it
D, F, G D pause
[D]You 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
[G]You don't want to work; you want to live like a king
[A]But the big, bad world doesn't owe you a thing
[D]Get over it
Get [F]over it
If you [G]don't want to play, then you might as well split
[D]Get over it, get over it
D, F, G, D.. D, F, G, D .. D,D
[C]It's like going to a confession every time I hear you spea[D]speak [(drums)]
[C]You're makin' the most of your losin' streak
[A]Some call it sick, but I call it weak [A]
[D]You 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
[F]Bitch about the present and blame it on the past.
[G]I'd like to find your inner child
and kick its little ass .. yeh, yeh, yeh
[D]Get over it
Get [F]over it
All this [G]bitchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit
[D]Get over it, get over it
[D]Get over it
Get [F]over it
Its [G]gotta stop sometimes, so why don't you quit
[D]Get over it, get over it (pause)
(come back guitar first, all 1/2 later)
D, F, G D.. D, F, G, D (pause,
guitar) ...(all play A, G, F, D) ...
Drum roll .... get over it (stop)
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