Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Complain

"How you doin'
"Wel, not so good Charlie. My back's gone out and I cut my finger
gnarly. The the same and so's the boss. He's still a big ass and my
wallet got lost. My wife's in bed she says she'll never get well and
all these kids today have gone to hell and all that government
up with me, had to hire a beancounter for an outrageous fee. And I
don7t know if the 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
insane, but all things considered, I guess I can't compalin..."

Out on the
Where the men all go
The water's high all the fish swim low
"You know Bert," Charlie said, "you got the wrong attitude. Sometimes
life's a big and tthe paths you can choose. Things may go wrong, but
ya stand tall."
"Well I know," Bert said, "but well...that ain't all. My hair's
out, the roof when it rains, but all things considered, I guess I
complain..."

"You know what Bert," said, "you're a real loser, so I'll see you
next 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 right time, and a big grand flattened
Bert a dime. And as a crowd gathered 'round and asked, what 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 out of ammo, just remember
story about Bert and the piano. 'Cause if you can7t string the bow
and you're out of resin, someone may have planned for you a music
lesson. So keep your eyes to the sky, it could be a name, and
all things considered, you really can't complain....