Frankly, Mr. Shankly (2017 Master) Frankly ,Mr.Shankly (Master )-The Smiths (密斯乐团) Written by :Steven Morrissey /Johnny Marr 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 Frankly Mr Shankly I'm a sickening wreck I've got the twenty-first century breathing down my neck I must move fast you understand me I want to go down in celluloid history Mr Shankly 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 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 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 Frankly Mr Shankly since you ask You are a flatulent pain in the arse I do not mean to be so rude Still I must speak frankly Mr Shankly Oh give us your money