New Money

Lyrics: Nathan Tysen Music: Jason Howland Jordan: When your money makes you money What's the well-to-do, to do But buy another pony with the interest they accrue? While right across the bay they're making fortunes on the go Over there, the rich are 'riche' And the money is 'nouveau' Oh, the nouveau riche are reaching for the sceptre of the kings And some are high above us you've got Gatsby pulling strings Faster and faster, no slowing them down Lucky boy, you got the hottest ticket in town A whole new ruling party and your neighbour wears the crown New money Young, rich and wild, revelled, reviled You can't stop that New money Filling your pockets, spend it while you got it Heaven knows if it'll last Watch it as it goes Watch it as it go-go-goes Ba-da-ba-ba-ba! In West Egg, there's no nest egg No need to sit and brood On piles of cash they spend their stash at shocking magnitude! The kind of wealth you gotta see to believe A level of luxury that's hard to achieve No, I don't wanna live here but I never wanna leave Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! New money Young, rich and wild, revelled, reviled Don't you want that new money? Filling your pockets, spend it while you got it Heaven knows if it'll last Everything top shelf Can only top itself Ba-da-ba-ba ba-ba-ya! New money! Wolfshiem: High roller, comin' through! Ram-bam-da-bo do-bo da-bo ow! New money When it's scanty New money Up the ante Ooh, ooh, butter me honey Tonight, I'm on a roll Jordan: Wolfshiem! Wolfshiem: Hey, kitten! Wanna blow on my dice? Jordan: Are you kidding? I wanna throw 'em! Whoo! New money Lucky sevens New manna From the Heavens Ooh, ooh, butter me honey Tonight, I'm on a roll Wolfshiem: Ha-ha, who's the school teacher? Jordan: This is Nick Carraway Wolfshiem: I see you looking at my cuff buttons Finest specimens of human molars Nick: Who was that? Jordan: That's Meyer Wolfshiem He fixed the World Series You can meet anyone at these parties Nick: So when do we find Gatsby? Can you point him out to me? Jordan: I've never even met him The man's a mystery Every night it seems his notoriety grows I wonder if he's even at the parties he throws I think that it's dandy that he keeps a brandy handy But his modus operandi? No one really knows Well, I heard Gatsby owns the patent for the Model T! I heard he's a spy! I heard he won this place in a horse race! I heard he killed a man! Eh He's selling bathtub gin! He's Prussian royalty! Stock market? He's flooded! Red carpet? Star-studded! Black market? Cold-blooded! Do you wanna dance? My baby only wants new money Nick: Do you believe that about Mr Gatsby? Jordan: What? The kind that washes up clean Nick: That he killed a man! Wouldn't he be in jail? My baby has a taste for new money Jordan: Not if he didn't get caught! She likes her legal tender, tender and mean Nick: Well, what kind of-! Jordan: Jeez! Nick: What kind of a person throws large parties he doesn't attend? Jordan: A person who likes large parties I like large parties, they're so intimate At small parties there isn't any privacy Oh oh oh oh New money! New money Young, rich and wild, revelled, reviled Don't you want that new money? Filling your pockets, spend it while you got it Heaven knows if it'll last Boats against the current Push against the tide! We ride, we ride, we ride, we ride! Oh-oh-oh-oh! Yeah! Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh! I want that new money Crisp money Straight-from-the-mint money Fresh money Young money Push against the tide Hey! We ride, we ride! Don't want that old money Clean money Comes-with-strings money Cold money Funny money Push against the tide We ride, we ride, we ride! Yeah-yeah-yeah-ah!