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 !