Get Over It

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 feeling sorry for themselves

Victim of this

Victim of that

Your momma too your

Daddys too fat

Get over it

Get over it

All this whinin and cryin and pitchin a fit

Get over it

Get over it

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

Lets kell all the lawyers-kill em tonight

You don't want to work

You want to live like a king

But the big bad world doesn't owe you a thing

Get over it

Get over it

If you don't want to play

Then you migit as well split

Get over it

Get over it

It's like going to confession

Every time I hear you speak

You are making the most of your losing sreak

Some call it sick but I call it weak

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 guter

Bringing everybody down

Complain about the present

And blame it on the past

I'd like to find your inner child

And kick its little a**

Get over it

Get over it

All this bitchiing and moaning and pitchiing a fit

Get over it

Get over it

Get over it

Get over it

Its gotta stop sometime

So why don't you quit

Get over it

Get over it