New Money

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 (new money)
Watch it as it goes (new money)
Watch it as it go-go-goes (new, new money)
Ba-da-ba-ba-ba!

In West Egg, there's no nest egg (oh-oh-oh-oh)
No need to sit and brood (oh-oh-oh)
On piles of cash (oh-oh)
They spend their stash at shocking magnitude! (Oh-oh-oh)
The kind of wealth you gotta see to believe (oh!)
A level of luxury that's hard to achieve (oh!)
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 (new money)
Everything top shelf (new, new money)
Can only top itself (new, new, new money)
Ba-da-ba-ba ba-ba-ya!
New money!

High roller, comin' through!
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
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 (tonight, I'm on a roll)

(New money)
Wolfshiem!
Hey, kitten! (New money)
Wanna blow on my dice? (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
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

(New money)
Ha-ha, who's the schoolteacher? (New manna)
This is Nick Carraway
I see you looking at my cuff buttons (new money)
Finest specimens of human molars (new manna)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

Who was that?
That's Meyer Wolfshiem
He fixed the World Series
You can meet anyone at these parties

So when do we find Gatsby? (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Can you point him out to me? (Oh-oh-oh)
I've never even met him (oh-oh-oh-oh)
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 (oh-oh-oh-oh)
That he keeps a brandy handy (oh-oh-oh-oh)
But his modus operandi? (Oh!)
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! (Oof!)
(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?
(Woah-whoo!)

(My baby only wants new money)
Do you believe that about Mr Gatsby?
What?
(The kind that washes up clean)
That he killed a man!
Wouldn't he be in jail?
(My baby has a taste for new money)
Not if he didn't get caught!
(She likes her legal tender, tender and mean)

Well, what kind of-! (Do-do)
Jeez! (Do-do)
What kind of a person throws large parties (do-do, do-do)
He doesn't attend? (Do-do)
A person who likes large parties (do-do, do-do)
I like large parties, they're so intimate (do-doowa!)
At small parties there isn't any privacy

(Oh-oh-oh-oh!)
(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 (new money)
Boats against the current (new, new money)
Push against the tide! (New, new money)
We ride, we ride, we ride
We ride!

(New money)
(Young, rich and wild)
Oh-oh-oh-oh! (Revelled, reviled)
(Don't you want that)
Yeah! (New money)
(Filling your pockets)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh! (Spend it while you got it)
(Heaven knows if it'll last)

I want that new money (oh)
Crisp money (oh)
Straight-from-the-mint money (oh, oh)
Fresh money (oh)
Young money (oh)
Push against the tide (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh!)
Hey!
We ride, we ride! (Ride, 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! (Oh!)
Yeah-yeah-yeah-ah!



Credits
Writer(s): Jason Howland, Nathan Tysen
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