Smiths - Frankly Mr Shankly (instrumental, Soundcheck) lyrics

rate me

Frankly, Mr Shankly, this position Ive held<br />

it pays my way, but it corrodes my soul<br />

I want to leave you will not miss me <br />

I want to go down in musical history<br />

Frankly, Mr Shankly, Im a sickening wreck<br />

Ive got the 21st Century breathing down my neck <br />

I must move fast, you understand me<br />

I want to go down in celluloid history<br />

Fame, Fame, fatal Fame<br />

it can play hideous tricks on the brain<br />

but still I rather be Famous<br />

than righteous or holy, any day <br />

but sometimes Id feel more fulfilled<br />

making Christmas cards with the mentally ill<br />

I want to Live and I want to Love<br />

I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of<br />

Frankly, Mr Shankly, this position I've held<br />

it pays my way and it corrodes my soul <br />

oh, I didnt realise that you wrote poetry<br />

(I didnt realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry)<br />

Frankly, Mr Shankly, since you ask<br />

you are a flatulent pain the arse<br />

I do not mean to be so rude<br />

but still, I must speck frankly, Mr Shankly