Chords for The Smiths - Frankly, Mr. Shankly

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[E] _ _ _ _ [A] Frankly, Mr.
Shankly, [C#m] this position I've [G#m] held, it [C#m] pays my [B] way [E] and it corrodes my soul.
[A] I want to leave, you [E] will not [C#m] miss me.
[B] I want to [C#m] go down [B] in musical [A] history. _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [A] Frankly, Mr.
[C#m] Shankly, I'm a [G#m] sickening wreck.
I've got [C#m] the [G#m] 21st [E] century breathing down my neck.
[A] I must move fast, [C#m] you understand [B] me.
I want to [C#m] go [B] down in [A] celluloid history.
Mr.
Shankly, [E] _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _
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[A] fame, fame, [E] fatal fame.
It can play hideous [B] tricks on the [E] brain.
But still [A] I'd rather be famous [C#m] than [B] righteous or holy.
[E] Any [B] day, any day, any [A] day. _
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[A] But sometimes I [C#m] feel more [E] fulfilled, _ _ making Christmas cards with an ugly ill.
I want [A] to [E] live and I want to [B] love.
I want [C#m] to catch [G#m] something that I might be [A] ashamed of.
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[A] Frankly, Mr.
[E] Shankly, this position [B] I've held, [E] it [G#m] pays my way and [E] it corrodes my soul.
I [A] didn't realize [E] that you wrote poetry. _
I didn't realize you wrote such bloody [A] awful poetry.
Mr.
[E] Shankly, _ _ _
[C#m] frankly, Mr.
Shankly, since you [E] _
ask,
you are a fraction [B] and pain in the [E] _ ass.
I do [A] not mean to [E] be so rude.
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[E] Still I [G#m] must speak frankly, [A] Mr.
Shankly. [E] Oh, HANKS. _ _ _
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