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Marilyn Monroe (3)

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Marilyn Monroe (3) Lyrics

    Mrs Johnstone
    The jury found him guilty
    Sent him down for seven years
    Though he acted like they gave him life,
    He couldn't stop the tears.
    And when we went to visit him
    He didn't want to know,
    It seems like jails sent him off the rails.
    Just like Marilyn Monroe
    His mind's gone dancing
    Can't stop dancing

    They showed him to a doctor
    And after routine test
    A prescription note the doctor wrote
    For the chronically depressed.
    And now the tears have stopped
    He sits and counts the days to go
    And treats his ills with daily pills
    Just like Marilyn Monroe

    They stop his mind from dancing
    Stop it dancing

    Linda
    What are ya doin'?

    Mickey
    What? I'm takin' me tablet.

    Linda
    Listen, Mickey I’ve told y' they're just junk.
    You'll be home soon, Mickey, and you should
    Come off them.

    Mickey
    Why? I need... I need to take these.

    Linda
    Listen, Mickey, you've...

    Mickey
    No! See, he says, the doctor, he said.

    Linda
    What did he say?

    Mickey
    He said, about me nerves an' how I get
    Depressed an' I need to take these cos they
    Make me better...

    Linda
    I get depressed but I don't take those. You
    Don't need those, Mickey

    Mickey
    Leave me alone, will ya? I can't cope with this.
    I'm not well. The doctor said, didn't he, I’m not
    Well... I can't do things. Just leave me alone Linda.

    Mrs Johnstone
    With grace for good behaviour
    He got out before his time
    The family and the neighbours told him
    He was lookin' fine.
    But he's feelin' fifteen years older
    And his speech is rather slow
    And his neighbours said
    You'd think he was dead
    Like Marilyn Monroe
    No cause for dancing
    No more dancing...

    Mickey
    Where's me tablets gone, Linda?

    Linda
    Mickey you promised.

    Mickey
    I know i promised but i can't do without them.

    Linda
    Look. We've... We've managed to sort ourselves
    This far but what's the use if

    Mickey
    Have we sorted ourselves out? Do you think I’m
    Really stupid?

    Linda
    What?

    Mickey
    You sorted it out. You an' councillor Eddie Lyons.
    Now give me tablets...I need them.

    Linda
    An' what about what I need? I need you.
    I love you.