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Transcriped by: Guitartime02
(If any body wants the rest of the song inculding solos email me at Gutiartime@hotmail.com and i will post the rest)
INTRO e:|------------------------------------------------------------------------------ B:|------------------------------------------------------------------------------ G:|-----------10-10--------------------10-12-12-(13)-12(13)-12-10---------------- D:|-----10-12-------12(vibrato)-----12----------------------------12-12(Vibrato)--- A:|--12-------------------------------------------------------------------------- E:|------------------------------------------------------------------------------
e:|---------------------- B:|---------------------- G:|---------------------- D:|---9-7---------------- A:|-------9-7--7-5-3-0--- E:|----------------------
RIFF 1 e:|----------------- B:|----------------- G:|----------------- D:|---16(Vibrate)--- A:|----------------- E:|-----------------
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 (RIFF 1) F Get over it (RIFF 1) G All this whinin' and cryin' and pitchin' a fit D Get over it, get over it
Guitar solo (play this) 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 (RIFF 1) F Get over it (RIFF 1) G If you don't want to play, then you might as well split D Get over it, get over it
Guitar Solo (play This) 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
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
D Get over it (RIFF 1) F Get over it (RIFF 1) G All this bitchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit D Get over it, get over it
D Get over it (RIFF 1) F Get over it (RIFF 1) G Its gotta stop sometimes, so why don't you quit D Get over it, get over it
Guitar Solo (play this) D, F, G D.. D, F, G, D (pause, guitar) ...(all play A, G, F, D)
Drum roll .... get over it (stop)
Enjoy!!!!
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