Frankly, Mr. Shankly (2011 Remaster)
The Smiths"Frankly, Mr. Shankly (2011 Remaster)" là bài hát của The Smiths, 2001, Pop. Thời lượng 2:12, 27 lines / 203 words.
Lời bài hát
0:00Frankly, Mr Shankly - The Smiths (史密斯乐团)
0:02Frankly Mr Shankly this position I've held
0:06It pays my way and it corrodes my soul
0:10I want to leave you will not miss me
0:14I want to go down in musical history
0:21Frankly Mr Shankly I'm a sickening wreck
0:25I've got the 21st century breathing down my neck
0:29I must move fast you understand me
0:34I want to go down in celluloid history Mr Shankly
0:58Fame Fame fatal Fame
1:01It can play hideous tricks on the brain
1:06But still I'd rather be Famous
1:08Than righteous or holy any day
1:11Any day any day
1:17But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled
1:21Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill
1:24I want to live and I want to Love
1:29I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of
1:36Frankly Mr Shankly this position I've held
1:40It pays my way and it corrodes my soul
1:45Oh I didn't realise that you wrote poetry
1:49I didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry Mr Shankly
1:56Frankly Mr Shankly since you ask
1:59You are a flatulent pain in the arse
2:04I do not mean to be so rude
2:08Still I must speak frankly Mr Shankly
2:12Oh give us your money
Frankly, Mr Shankly - The Smiths (史密斯乐团) 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 21st 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
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