Smiths - Frankly, Mr. Shankly lyrics

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

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

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

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

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Frankly, Mr. Shankly, I'm a sickening wreck <br />

I've 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, Mr. Shankly <br />

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Fame, Fame, fatal Fame <br />

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

But still I'd rather be Famous <br />

Than righteous or holy, any day <br />

Any day, any day <br />

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But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled <br />

Making Christmas cards with the mentally I'll <br />

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

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

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

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

Oh, I didn't realise that you wrote poetry <br />

I didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry, Mr. Shankly <br />

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

You are a flatulent pain in the arse <br />

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

Still, I must speak frankly, Mr. Shankly <br />

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Oh, give us your money !