Текст песни Stan Ridgway - Can`t complain
Stan Ridgway - Can`t complain слова песни
"How you doin`, Bert?" "Well, not so good, Charlie,My back`s gone out and I got my finger cut gnarly.The job`s the same, and so`s 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 well.And all these kids today have gone to hell.And all that government paperwork caught up with me––Had to hire a beancounter for an outrageous fee.And I don`t know if the chicken or the egg is to blameBut all things considered, I guess I can`t complain.""Cheer up," Charlie said, "things could be worse.""Well, yeah, I know, but did I tell ya thatMy landlord`s a cop? My neighbor`s insane?But all things considered, I guess I can`t complain."Chorus:Out on the waterWhere the sailing men all goThe water`s high,While all the fish swim lowOut on the waterWhere the sailing men all goThe water`s high,While all the fish swim low"You know what, Bert?" Charlie said, "You`ve got the wrong attitude.Sometimes life`s a big game, and the paths, you can choose.Things may go wrong, but you`ve gotta stand tall.""Well, I know," Bert said, "But well, that ain`t all.My hair`s fallin` out. The roof leaks when it rains.But all things considered, I guess I can`t complain."Chorus repeat "You know what, Bert?" Charlie said, "You`re a real loser.So I`ll see you next week––if you live `til then."As Bert walked out to the sidewalk, ten floors upTwo men lost control of a hoist at just the right timeAnd a big Steinway grand flattened Bert like 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 only thing heard was that he couldn`t complain.So if you`re a loser in life, and your gun`s outta ammo,Just remember the story of Bert and the piano.`Cause if you can`t string the bow––and you`re clean outta rosin1Someone may have planned for a music lesson.Keep your eyes to the sky; it could be a brand nameAnd remember, all things considered, you really can`t complain.