Lyrics: Nathan Tysen Music: Jason Howland Nick: I left my home in Minnesota To escape a kind of restlessness I couldn't shake after the war And when I stepped off of the train At Pennsylvania station I felt that restlessness even more All of New York City Wanted what was coming next Everyone was looking for What I was looking for Ensemble: Tonight let's misbehave And take what happens to the grave No matter what you crave the city's reignited The Great War has been won The bacchanalia has begun Manhattan's come undone And everyone's invited Where's the party And can you take me there? And when the party's over Can you find another party somewhere? We live for today We pay off the cops And today is never over If the party never stops Where's the party and can you take me there? And when the party's over can you find another party somewhere? We live for today We pay off the cops And when you think the party stops--! The party's roaring on! The party's roaring on! Oh we beat on and on And on and on And on and on and on Nick: The practical thing was to find rooms in Manhattan. Turns out: Manhattan's expensive. So when I heard of a cottage on the grounds of a Long Island mansion for eighty bucks a month I jumped on it! A rumor's goin' round About a mansion on the sound The city's found another John Jacob Aster Ensemble: He opens up his place Then disappears without a trace His parties set the pace Then he takes it faster Where's the party And can you take me there? And when the party's over can you find another party somewhere? We live for today We pay off the cops And when you think the party stops--! The party's roaring on! The party's roaring on! Oh we beat on and on And on and on And on and on and on! Nick: One evening I went down to the shoreline Here is what I'll never forget There was my neighbor Standing in silhouette He was reaching 'cross the water His arm stretched to the sky And then he was gone And I was left to wonder why I turned back to my cottage What was he reaching for? Then a letter from my neighbor Fell to the floor The honor would be entirely mine if you would attend my next little party. Yours, Jay Gatsby The very first time I saw Gatsby's name If only I knew then that I would never be the same Ensemble: Where's the party and can you take me there? Nick: He hypnotized a city we were drawn to him like moths to a flame Was there some other way this all could've gone Before he crossed the Rubicon? The party's roaring on! He had the world at its feet The party's roaring on! Oh he made the summer beat Oh we beat on and on and on and on and on and on and on And on The party's roaring on The party's roaring on Oh we beat on and on and on and on And on And on And on And on!