Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Complain

"How you doin'
"Wel, not so good Charlie. My back's out and I cut my finger kinda
gnarly. The job's the and so's the boss. He's still a big ass and my
wallet got lost. My wife's sick in bed she says never get well and
all these kids today have to hell and all that government paperwork
caught up me, had to hire a beancounter for an outrageous fee. And I
know if the chicken or the egg is to blame, but all things
considered, I I can't complain..."
"Cheer up," Charlies said, "things be worse."
"Well, yeah, I know, but did I tell you that my a cop, my
neighbor's insane, but all considered, I guess I can't compalin..."

Out on the
Where the men all go
The water's high while all the swim low
"You what Bert," Charlie said, "you got the wrong attitude. Sometimes
life's a big game and paths you can choose. Things may go wrong, but
ya stand tall."
"Well I know," Bert said, "but well...that all. My hair's falling
out, the roof leaks it rains, but all things considered, I guess I
complain..."

"You what Bert," Charlie said, "you're a real loser, so I'll see you
week if you live 'til then."
And a Bert walked out on the sidewalk, ten up, two men lost control
of a hoist at just the time, and a big Steinway grand flattened
Bert like a dime. And as a crowd gathered 'round and asked, was his
name? and could it be the chicken or the egg to blame/ Well, the
thing heard was that all things considered, he really complain.
So if you're a loser in life and your gun's out of ammo, remember
this story about and the piano. 'Cause if you can7t string the bow
and you're clean out of resin, may have planned for you a music
lesson. So keep your to the sky, it could be a brand name, and
remember all things considered, you really complain....