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Tytuł: A stitch in time

  • Wykonawca: Jethro Tull
  • Wy¶wietleń: 225

  
   I work in dark factories --- a cog in the big wheel
  driving grey satanic mills and weaving sad stories.
  And faceless masters --- oh, they pay me plenty ---
  crumbs from their luncheon packs, harsh wine from
  bottles halk empty.
  
  A stitch in time saves nine.
  Said Cock Robin from the wall.
  It's an early bird catches the worm.
  Show a little pride before you fall.
  So I flew to the south sun with birds of a feather
  to drink in the warm nights and tell of fine weather.
  A stitch in time saves nine.
  
  Listen all you young folk --- your lives on a timetable
  clocking on twenty-one --- fly while you're able.
  A stitch in time saves nine.