Can't Complain

"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