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