Get Over It — текст песни (The Eagles)

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 everbody else
spend all their time feelin` sorry for themselves
Victim of this, victim of that
Your momma`s too thin; 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 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 makin` the most of your losin` streak
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 gutter, bringin` everybody down
Complain 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