Текст песни Jethro Tull - A Stitch in Time
Jethro Tull - A Stitch in Time слова песни
I work in dark factories --- a cog in the big wheelDriving grey satanic mills and weaving sad stories.And faceless masters --- oh, they pay me plenty ---Crumbs from their luncheon packs, harsh wine fromBottles halk empty.A stitch in time saves nine.Said cock robin from the wall.Its an early bird catches the worm.Show a little pride before you fall.So I flew to the south sun with birds of a featherTo 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 timetableClocking on twenty-one --- fly while youre able.A stitch in time saves nine.