We got another brand new song for you

This our anti politically correct song

It's kinda one of these kind of songs

That's what we get for watching afternoon television

This song is called get over it

I turn on the tube what do I see

A whole lot a 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 ole 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 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

Your makin' the most of your losin' streak

Some call it sick but I call it weak

Yeah yeah 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

B***h about the present and blame it on the past

I'd like to find your inner child and kick it's little a*s

Get over it

Get over it

All this b***hin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit

Get over it

Get over it

Get over it

Get over it

It's gotta stop some time so why don't you quit

Get over it

Get over it

Get over it