Song | Frankly, Mr. Shankly |
Artist | The Smiths |
Album | Unreleased Demos and Instrumentals |
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[00:00.00] | 作词 : Marr, Morrissey |
[00:02.760] | Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held |
[00:06.810] | It pays my way, and it corrodes my soul |
[00:10.790] | I want to leave, you will not miss me |
[00:14.810] | I want to go down in musical history |
[00:21.910] | Frankly, Mr. Shankly, I'm a sickening wreck |
[00:25.740] | I've got the 21st century breathing down my neck |
[00:29.960] | I must move fast, you understand me |
[00:34.040] | I want to go down in celluloid history, Mr. Shankly |
[00:58.240] | Fame, Fame, fatal Fame |
[01:01.980] | It can play hideous tricks on the brain |
[01:05.910] | But still I'd rather be Famous |
[01:08.600] | Than righteous or holy, any day |
[01:11.980] | Any day, any day |
[01:17.400] | But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled |
[01:21.370] | Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill |
[01:25.270] | I want to live and I want to Love |
[01:29.370] | I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of |
[01:36.470] | Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held |
[01:40.670] | It pays my way and it corrodes my soul |
[01:44.760] | Oh, I didn't realise that you wrote poetry |
[01:49.140] | I didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry, |
[01:52.880] | Mr. Shankly |
[01:55.880] | Frankly, Mr. Shankly, since you ask |
[01:59.810] | You are a flatulent pain in the arse |
[02:03.740] | I do not mean to be so rude |
[02:08.160] | Still, I must speak frankly, Mr. Shankly |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Marr, Morrissey |
[00:02.760] | Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I' ve held |
[00:06.810] | It pays my way, and it corrodes my soul |
[00:10.790] | I want to leave, you will not miss me |
[00:14.810] | I want to go down in musical history |
[00:21.910] | Frankly, Mr. Shankly, I' m a sickening wreck |
[00:25.740] | I' ve got the 21st century breathing down my neck |
[00:29.960] | I must move fast, you understand me |
[00:34.040] | I want to go down in celluloid history, Mr. Shankly |
[00:58.240] | Fame, Fame, fatal Fame |
[01:01.980] | It can play hideous tricks on the brain |
[01:05.910] | But still I' d rather be Famous |
[01:08.600] | Than righteous or holy, any day |
[01:11.980] | Any day, any day |
[01:17.400] | But sometimes I' d feel more fulfilled |
[01:21.370] | Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill |
[01:25.270] | I want to live and I want to Love |
[01:29.370] | I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of |
[01:36.470] | Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I' ve held |
[01:40.670] | It pays my way and it corrodes my soul |
[01:44.760] | Oh, I didn' t realise that you wrote poetry |
[01:49.140] | I didn' t realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry, |
[01:52.880] | Mr. Shankly |
[01:55.880] | Frankly, Mr. Shankly, since you ask |
[01:59.810] | You are a flatulent pain in the arse |
[02:03.740] | I do not mean to be so rude |
[02:08.160] | Still, I must speak frankly, Mr. Shankly |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Marr, Morrissey |
[00:02.760] | Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I' ve held |
[00:06.810] | It pays my way, and it corrodes my soul |
[00:10.790] | I want to leave, you will not miss me |
[00:14.810] | I want to go down in musical history |
[00:21.910] | Frankly, Mr. Shankly, I' m a sickening wreck |
[00:25.740] | I' ve got the 21st century breathing down my neck |
[00:29.960] | I must move fast, you understand me |
[00:34.040] | I want to go down in celluloid history, Mr. Shankly |
[00:58.240] | Fame, Fame, fatal Fame |
[01:01.980] | It can play hideous tricks on the brain |
[01:05.910] | But still I' d rather be Famous |
[01:08.600] | Than righteous or holy, any day |
[01:11.980] | Any day, any day |
[01:17.400] | But sometimes I' d feel more fulfilled |
[01:21.370] | Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill |
[01:25.270] | I want to live and I want to Love |
[01:29.370] | I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of |
[01:36.470] | Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I' ve held |
[01:40.670] | It pays my way and it corrodes my soul |
[01:44.760] | Oh, I didn' t realise that you wrote poetry |
[01:49.140] | I didn' t realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry, |
[01:52.880] | Mr. Shankly |
[01:55.880] | Frankly, Mr. Shankly, since you ask |
[01:59.810] | You are a flatulent pain in the arse |
[02:03.740] | I do not mean to be so rude |
[02:08.160] | Still, I must speak frankly, Mr. Shankly |