Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

1ST VERSE

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held

 It pays my way, and it corrodes my soul

 I want to leave, you will not miss me

 I want to go down in musical history

Verse 2

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, I'm a sickening wreck

 I've got the 21st century breathing down my neck

 I must move fast, you understand me

 I want to go down in celluloid history, Mr. Shankly

Middle

Verse 3

Fame, Fame, fatal Fame

 It can play hideous tricks on the brain

 But still I'd rather be famous

 Than righteous or holy

Any day, any day, any day

Verse 4

 But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled

 Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill

 I want to live and I want to Love

 I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of

Verse 5

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held

 It pays my way and it corrodes my soul

 Oh, I didn't realise that you wrote poetry

 I didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry, Mr. Shankly

Verse 6

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, since you ask

 You are a flatulent pain in the arse

 I didn't mean to be so rude

 Still, I must speak frankly, Mr. Shankly

 Oh, give us your money !