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smiths - frankly mr shankly (instrumental, soundcheck) lyrics

frankly, mr shankly, this position ive held
it pays my way, but it corrodes my soul
i want to leave you will not miss me
i want to go down in musical history
frankly, mr shankly, im a sickening wreck
ive got the 21st century breathing down my neck
i must move fast, you understand me
i want to go down in celluloid history
fame, fame, fatal fame
it can play hideous tricks on the brain
but still i rather be famous
than righteous or holy, any day
but sometimes id 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 didnt realise that you wrote poetry
(i didnt realise you wrote such bl–dy awful poetry)
frankly, mr shankly, since you ask
you are a flatulent pain the -rs-
i do not mean to be so rude
but still, i must speck frankly, mr shankly

- smiths lyrics

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