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Danny Elfman - Get Over It Lyrics

The jury‘s out, hung it up, couldn‘t decide
What‘s wrong, or right
Get over it, get over it baby

Quit your shoutin‘— too much sound
Quit your gripin‘— just look around

Get over it ladies, get over it gents
Get over it babies, get over it

The jury‘s out, hung it up, couldn‘t decide
What‘s right, or wrong, and
Do you, know better?

Do you know what‘s inside?
Do you know what makes the clock tick backwards?
Through time

When things, were different
Calmer minds, prevailed
But that ship has sailed

Get over it ladies, get over it gents
Get over it babies, get over it

Do you know the story about the man
Who gave his life to sorrow?
He gave it up, like an old cigarette
To find a better tomorrow

Lightning, strikes three times, bad luck comes in threes

Get over it ladies, get over it gents
Get over it babies, get over it

The jury‘s out— and another one‘s down
And out like an animal banished
From Eden— but I never liked apples
And God— would no doubt— be angry
If he ever found out, what you and me
Were up to, last night, behind the gym
I couldn‘t help but notice—your skin
Was soft to the touch— and just like that
It‘s over

Lightning, strikes three times, bad luck comes in threes
The devil lives— in a big white house
There‘s no mercy, there‘s no mercy

Get over it ladies, get over it gents
Get over it babies, get over it

To the right, there‘s a mountain, to the left there‘s the sea
And above a flock of sparrows

And they fly— with the wind— to steal your soul
For a price— they move incognito

They find a way, you know that they do
To your heart, and then they burrow

Your friends and neighbors, they won’t have a clue
They will come, and they will, find you

You will ask forgiveness, but there‘s none to find
It‘s the price, you pay, for greatness

Lightning, strikes three times, bad luck comes in threes
The devil lives in a big white house
There‘s no mercy, there‘s no mercy, there‘s no mercy

For me