Anne Negggen
Read Anne Negggen lyrics by Budgie on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
The page facts to cite before the commentary
Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.
Anne Negggen
The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.
I don't see the future, I feel it day to day
Dirty nights are passing by, I gotta learn to pay
Trucking down to London, gigs that never end
Foggy days and motorways
Will drive me round the bend
An' again (x 8)
Went to see my agent, natty looking gent
Dirty dates and dirty plays,
We must be trucking bent
Only real solution, help me on my way
Close my eyes and visualize
Some peace to help me play
When time is tight your look ain't right
And keeping time is an upward climb
P's and q's just follow you
And all the time you feel the grime like hell
Creeping down the highway, feel like one per cent
May god make the papers say
We're going where we'll win
We don't mind a work down
When the night is through
Kids give us the feeling that we only give to you
What this page can answer fast
Who performs "Anne Negggen"?
Budgie performs "Anne Negggen", and this lyric page sits inside the Budgie catalog on LyroVerse.
Are there related songs to explore after "Anne Negggen"?
Yes. The related section below points to Alison and All Night Patrol with a short reason for opening each page next.
Where can I find more songs by Budgie?
Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through Budgie's lyric pages.
Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song
Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.
What people are saying
No listener comments on Anne Negggen yet.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.