Lyrics: A Stitch In Time
Album: Unknown
Artist: Jethro Tull
 

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.