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 scepter of the kings
And somewhere high above us
You've got Gatsby pullin' strings
Faster and faster, no slowin 'em down
Lucky boy, you got the hottest ticket in town
A whole new ruling party
And your neighbor wears the crown
New money
Young, rich and wild
Reveled, reviled
You can't stop that new money
Fillin' 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 they spend their stash at (oh, oh, oh, oh)
A shocking magnitude
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
New money
Young, rich, and wild
Reveled, reviled
Don't you want that new money?
Fillin' 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
Hahaha
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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
Wolfsheim!
New money
Hey, kitten! Wanna blow on my dice?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Are you kidding? I wanna throw 'em!
New money
Lucky sevens
New manna
From the heavens
Ooh, ooh
Butter me, honey
Tonight I'm on a roll
New money
Haha! Who's the schoolteacher?
New manna
This is Nick Carraway
New money
I see you lookin' at my cuff buttons
New manna
Finest specimens of human molars
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Who was that?
That's Meyer Wolfsheim
He fixed the World Series
You can meet anyone at these parties
So where 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-ohh)
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
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
Do you believe that about Mr. Gatsby?
What?
The kind that washes so 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 slender, tender, and mean
Well, what kind of-
Jeez
Du-du, du-du, du-du, du-du
What kind of a person throws large parties he doesn't attend?
Du-du, du-du, du-du, du-duah
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
Oh, oh, oh, oh
New money
New money
Young, rich, and wild
Reveled, reviled
Don't you want that new money?
Fillin' 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, new money
We ride, we ride, we ride, we ride
New money
Young, rich, and wild
Reveled, reviled (oh)
Don't you want that new money? (Yeah, yeah)
Fillin' your pockets
Spend it while you got it (woo)
Heaven knows if it'll last
I want that new money, crisp money (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Straight from the mint money
Fresh money, young money (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Push against the tide (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Hey! We ride, we ride (ride, we ride)
Don't want that old money, bling money
Comes-with-strings money
Cold money, funny money
Push against the tide
We ride, we ride, we ride
We ride
Yeah (oh)