[MRS JOHNSTONE, sung]
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 jail's
Sent him off the rails
Like Marilyn Monroe
His mind's gone dancin'
Can't stop dancin'

They showed him to a doctor
And after routine tests
A prescription 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
Like Marilyn Monroe
They stop his mind from dancin'
Stop it dancin'

(spoken)
[LINDA]
What're y'doin'?

[MICKEY]
I'm takin' me tablet

[LINDA]
Listen Mickey, I've told ya - they're just junk. You'll be home soon, you should come off them

[MICKEY]
Why? I need to take them

[LINDA]
Mickey, you've been takin' 'em...
[MICKEY]
Look. The doctor said... he said...

[LINDA]
What did he say?

[MICKEY]
...he said about my nerves and 'ow I get depressed. I've gotta take these 'cause they make me better

[LINDA]
I get depressed. I don't take those. You don't need them, Mickey

[MICKEY]
Oh God, Linda, leave me alone. I can't cope with this, I'm not well. And the doctor said... didn't he, eh? I'm not well, I can't do things. Just leave me alone, Linda

[MRS JOHNSTONE, sung]
With grace for good behaviour
He got out before his time
The family and the neighbours said
That he was lookin' fine
But he's feeling fifteen years older
His speech is rather slow
The neighbours said:
"You'd think he was dead
Like Marilyn Monroe"
No cause for dancin'
No more dancin'
(spoken)
[MICKEY]
Where 'ave me tablets gone, Linda?

[LINDA]
Mickey, you promised

[MICKEY]
I know I promised but I can't do without them

[LINDA]
Look, we've managed to sort ourselves out this far, but what's the use?

[MICKEY]
We have managed to sort ourselves out?! I'm not stupid! You sorted it out, Linda. You and councillor Eddie Lyons, eh? Now give us my tablets, I need 'em

[LINDA]
What about what I need? I need you. I love you