Luyện nghe bài hát A Stitch in Time

I work in dark factories, a cog in the big
Driving gray satanic mills and weaving sad
And faceless masters, oh, they pay me
from their luncheon packs
Harsh wine bottles half empty

"A stitch in saves nine"
Said Cock Robin the wall
It's an early bird the worm
Show a little pride you fall

So I flew to the south sun with of a feather
To in the warm nights and tell of fine weather
A in time saves nine

all you young folk, your lives on a timetable
Clocking on twenty-one, fly you're able
A stitch in saves nine