Frankly, Mr. Shankly
Frankly, Mr. Shankly

The Smiths - Frankly, Mr. Shankly Lyrics

Have you ever felt stuck in a soul-crushing job, yearning for something more meaningful? That's at the heart of this song by The Smiths. The lyrics describe the protagonist's deep dissatisfaction with his current job and his burning desire to be remembered in… Read more

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Jun 16, 1986
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Frankly, Mr. Shankly Lyrics

Frankly, Mister 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, Mister 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, Mister 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 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, Mister 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, Mister Shankly

Frankly, Mister Shankly, since you ask
You are a flatulent pain in the ass
I do not mean to be so rude
Still, I must speak frankly, Mister Shankly
Oh, give us your money

Writer(s): Steven Morrissey, Johnny Marr
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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What is the Meaning of Frankly, Mr. Shankly?

Have you ever felt stuck in a soul-crushing job, yearning for something more meaningful? That's at the heart of this song by The Smiths. The lyrics describe the protagonist's deep dissatisfaction with his current job and his burning desire to be remembered in history. He’s tired of the routine and the toll it takes on his soul and body. Despite his scorn for Mr. Shankly and his poetry, he amusingly acknowledges that even unglamorous work can sometimes be fulfilling. The song also touches upon the dangers of fame but humorously concludes that he'd still prefer fame over righteousness or holiness. Packed with wit and sharp observations, it's a playful yet poignant critique of workplace drudgery and the human desire for recognition and fulfillment.

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