Published: 2016-06-07 16:47 Selection chords: Sarah Harris
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Intro: C#F#A#mG#
Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position Iʼve held
A#mG#C#
It pays my way, and it corrodes my soul
F#A#mG#
I want to leave, you will not miss me
A#mG#F#C#
I want to Go down in musical history
F#A#mG#
Frankly, Mr. Shankly, Iʼm a sickening wreck
A#mG#C#
Iʼve got the 21st century breathing down my neck
F#A#mG#
I must move fast, you understand me
A#mG#F#C#
I want to Go down in celluloid history, Mr. Shankly
F#A#mG#
Fame, Fame, fatal Fame
A#mG#C#
It can play hideous tricks on the brain
F#
But still Iʼd rather be famous
A#mG#
Than righteous or holy
A#mG#F#C#
Any day, any day, any day
F#A#mG#
But sometimes Iʼd feel more fulfilled
A#mG#C#
Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill
F#A#mG#
I want to live and I want to Love
A#mG#F#C#
I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of
F#A#mG#
Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position Iʼve held
A#mG#C#
It pays my way and it corrodes my soul
F#A#mG#
Oh, I didnʼt realise that you wrote poetry
A#mG#F#C#
I didnʼt realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry, Mr. Shankly
F#A#mG#
Frankly, Mr. Shankly, since you asked
A#mG#C#
You are a flatulent pain in the arse
F#A#mG#
I didnʼt mean to be so rude
A#mG#F#
Still, I must speak frankly, Mr. Shankly
C#
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