been drinking straight night
and I've dined on plastic cones
Celebrities removed my teeth
and made me clean their homes
that would chill you to the bones
I've been charged with homicide
for killing God of gnomes
Lethal spirochets of poison,
She smiled and then she broke my legs,
I gotta get over and move on.
The police haunt me downtown.
I woke up in a cardboard box
The hell I'd save my leftovers
And do just what I'm told
I love to get over it and move on
I thought it easier to move my carpet
Then the milkman stripped my roof off,
Hot machine has new agendas,
now gangsters, girls and gents
They call it entertainment,
You better get over it and move on
Get over it, get over it, get over it
Get over it, get over it, get over it