I turn on the tube what do I see A whole lotta people crying don't blame me They point their crooked little fingers everybody else Spend all their time feeling sorry for themselves Victim of this victim of that Your momma's too thin and your daddy's too fat Get over it get over it All this whining and crying and pitching 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 I gave you some cash The more I think about it old billy was right Let's kill all the lawyers kill them 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 might as well split Get over it get over it It's like going to confession every time I hear you speak You're making the most of your losing 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 bringing everybody down Complain about the present and blame it on the past I'd like to find your inner child and kick it's little ass Get over it get over it All this bitching and moaning and pitching 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