Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Complain

"How you bert?
"Wel, not so good Charlie. My gone out and I cut my finger kinda
gnarly. The job's the same and so's the boss. He's a big ass and my
wallet got lost. My wife's sick in bed she she'll never get well and
all these today have gone to hell and all that government paperwork
up with me, had to hire a beancounter for an outrageous fee. And I
don7t know if the chicken or the egg is to blame, but all
considered, I guess I complain..."
"Cheer up," Charlies said, "things be worse."
"Well, yeah, I know, but did I tell you my landlord's 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 fish low
"You know what Bert," Charlie said, "you got the wrong attitude.
life's a big and tthe paths you can choose. Things may go wrong, but
ya gotta tall."
"Well I know," Bert said, "but well...that ain't all. My falling
out, the leaks when it rains, but all things considered, I guess I
complain..."

"You know Bert," Charlie said, "you're a real loser, so I'll see you
week if you live 'til then."
And a Bert out on the sidewalk, ten floors up, two men lost control
of a at just the right time, and a big Steinway grand flattened
Bert a dime. And as a crowd gathered 'round and asked, what was his
and could it be the chicken or the egg to blame/ Well, the only
thing heard was all things considered, he really couldn't complain.
So if you're a loser in life and your gun's out of ammo, just
this story about Bert and the piano. 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
remember all considered, you really can't complain....