Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Complain

"How you bert?
"Wel, not so Charlie. My back's gone out and I cut my finger kinda
gnarly. The job's the same and the boss. He's still a big ass and my
wallet got lost. My wife's sick in bed she says she'll never get and
all these kids today have gone to hell and all that paperwork
caught up with me, had to hire a beancounter for an fee. And I
don7t 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 things considered, I I can't compalin..."

Out on the
Where the men all go
The water's high while all the swim low
"You know what Bert," said, "you got the wrong attitude. Sometimes
life's a big game and tthe 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 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 week if you 'til then."
And a Bert out on the sidewalk, ten floors up, two men lost control
of a hoist at just the right time, and a big Steinway flattened
Bert like a dime. And as a gathered 'round and asked, what was his
and could it be the chicken or the egg to blame/ Well, the only
thing heard was that all things considered, he really complain.
So if you're a loser in life and gun's out of ammo, just remember
this about Bert and the piano. 'Cause if you can7t string the bow
and clean 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....