Get Over It
Lyrics 
Lot of knots, lot of snags
Lot of holes, lot of cracks, lot of crags
Lot of naggin' old hags
Lot of fools, lot of fool scum bags
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Features Of This Song
hard rock roots
a subtle use of vocal harmony
mild rhythmic syncopation
extensive vamping
major key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
heavy electric rhythm guitars
subtle use of acoustic piano

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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(Get over it)
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
You better find someone to blame
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Oh, your wounds are full of salt
Every thing's a stress and what's more
Get over it, get over it, oh
Lot of fools, lot of fool scum bags
Got a room for the night
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Well, it's all somebody's fault
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Got a four door and a faithless wife
Lot of holes, lot of cracks, lot of crags
Publisher: OK GO PUBLISHING
What left to do but complain?
We ought to buy you a Cadillac
Love that perfect frown, honest eyes
Get over it, get over it, oh
Lot of knots, lot of snags
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
(Get over it)
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Oh, it's such a drag, what a chore
Got a job, got a life
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Make you sick, make you ill
What a prize, got a body like a battle axe
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Get over it, get over it, oh
Ain't it just a bitch?
Makes you cry while the milk still spills
Aren't you such a catch?
Lot of naggin' old hags
(Get over it)
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Got those nice copper pipes, got an ex
Makes you cheat, slipping change from the till
What a pain, well, it's all a crying shame
Hey, get, get, get, get, get over it
Songwriter: Damian Joseph Jr Kulash
Had it up to the gills
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