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

Victim of this, victim of that

Your mama?s too thin and your daddy?s 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

Let?s kill all the lawyers, kill ?em tonight

You don?t wanna work, you wanna 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 wanna play then you might as well split

Get over it! Get over it!

It?s like goin' to confession every time I hear you speak

You?re 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 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

You bitch about the present and blame it on the past

I?d like to find your inner child and kick its 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 sometime so why don?t you quit?

Get over it! Get over it!

Get over it!