Intro (guitar) D (all), D, D, D, D (pause) 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 F Get over it G All this 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 F Get over it G If you 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 D (drums) It's like going to a confession every time I hear you speak C You're makin' the most of your losin' streak A A Some call it sick, but I call it weak (get over it, page 2 ) 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 F Get over it G All this bitchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit D Get over it, get over it D Get over it F Get over it G Its 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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