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 !