Frankly Mr Shankly

[Intro] [Verse 1] 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          [Instrumental]                                                                       [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 asked 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!