The Bevis Frond - The Hug

Hey, don't I get anything?
For all the miles I drove
And the shirts I flogged?
It ain't like I'm a mercenary
I don't want medals
For doing my job
I'm just waiting there
Not for the money, not for the gear
I'm just waiting here for the hug
A little bit of recognition
Cities, I've seen them all
And in the end they're just the same
And diesel it makes my hand stink
And the fuckers
Don't even know my name
I'm just waiting here
Not for the money, not for the gear
I'm just waiting here for the hug
A little bit of recognition
I used to play in a kicking metal band
But the gigs dried up
When the singer died
Now I'm reduced to humping speakers
And I got this real emptiness inside
I'm just waiting here
Not for the money, not for the gear
I'm just waiting here for the hug
A little bit of recognition
Just a hug for all the work I've done
Just a smile, oh fucking hell, anything
Come on, gimme a hug!

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