Paradise

	  		
Marilyn Monroe - Spoken 
Uh, do I feel happy in life.... 
Um... 
Um, let's see... 

verse 1 
F                   Gm 
Don’t miss me when I’m dead 
G#m            Gm        F 
Live life and don’t think twice 
F                   Gm 
Don’t miss me when I’m gone 
G#m            Gm        F 
I’ll see you soon in paradise 
F 
When I leave you 
        Gm 
Take my last few pennies 
G#m            Gm        F 
And buy yourself something nice 
F                          Gm 
Because, before you know it 
Gm 
We’ll be together again 

G#m            Gm        F 
Forever in paradise 
G#m            Gm        F 
Forever in paradise 
G#m            Gm        F 
Forever in paradise 
G#m            Gm        F 
Forever in paradise 


Bb            Am 
Can’t feel my arms or my legs (uh-uh) 
Bb               Am     Am G#m  Gm 
Maybe I’m already dead (ahhh ah ah) 
Gm              Am 
I can’t hear my voice, thank God (Why thank God?) 
Bb                      Bdim        C7 
'Cause I hate the sound of my own voice 



Marilyn Monroe - spoken 
F  Gm  G#m  Gm  F repeated 
I would like to be more sociable than I am 
But there is something in people where they want - or they need solitude for a while 

verse 2 - spoken 
F  Gm  G#m  Gm  F repeated throughout 

I do my best to keep it with my people 
Mh, but what the fuck does that even mean? 
Worried 'bout your life 
Now another thought of death 
How you’re gonna figure out 
How you’re gonna do your best 
See the reason why they did not understand you in school 
Same reason why you tell yourself you’re not cool 
Trust your ideas 
And only drink beers, if you really want to 
And not just cause they’re free 
And not just cause your friends have had three 
On to the fourth 
But you still can’t see why they would want to drink this 
Cold 
Branded 
Bottled 
Fizzing 
Piss.. 
But take it from the voice inside your head 
You don’t have to drink at all 
Fuck what they said about a good night 
Fuck a good night 
Who needs an academic career when you’re the one with all the ideas? 


Bb            Am 
Can’t feel my arms or my legs (uh-uh) 
Bb               Am     Am G#m  Gm 
Maybe I’m already dead (ahhh ah ah) 
Gm              Am 
I can’t hear my voice, thank God (Why thank God?) 
Bb                      Bdim        C7 
'Cause I hate the sound of my own voice 


Outro 
F 
Wrong 
Gm 
Who can tell 
G#m          Gm             F 
I’ll probably see you all in hell 
F 
Might be wrong 
Gm 
Who can tell 
G#m          Gm             F 
I’ll probably see you all in hell, yeah 

F 
Might be wrong 
        Gm 
Might be wrong 
Who can tell 

G#m          Gm             F 
I’ll probably see you all in hell 
F 
Might be wrong 
Gm 
Who can tell 
G#m          Gm             F 
I’ll probably see you all in hell 
G#m          Gm             F 
I’ll probably see you all in hell 
G#m          Gm             F 
I’ll probably see you all in hell 
G#m 
I'll probably see -