The great gatsby

it started five years ago

when an officer in nice uniform started up the stairs

it was love at first sight oh it changed our lives

and then came the war and the disheartened goodbye sighs

now the wars done he got the honours

no calls through the fall yeah he didn't come

and then a got some letter that made me glum

said he was poor and i should endure

but who would want me when I'm rot and arched

i made a decision that shaped my fate

i married tom buchanan a major polo player

he was a cheat but he got the sweet cash

whats a girl to do in this unfair age spare tolerate

and then he came back on some scheduled tea

with nick my sneaky cousin and a garden for me

he had a nice mansion and the beautiful dyed shirts

it was then as i cried i knew i had made a mistake

we danced and laughed the past echoed in his scent

and i think i fell in love again with this

strange mysterious officer with the name

gatsby the great

 

but gatsby wanted too much

said i should tell tom i never loved him

but of course i did he is my husband for a reason

but i agreed and only if nick was there

so they came for fancy lunch what a successful disaster

and gatsby gave the signal but i couldn't

i was at a tight corner fighting pressure

and then we were in new york

passing by dr t.j eckleburg as tom stopped for gas

at wilsons place his favourite

and the sun showed us what its like in hell

and then i saw gatsby for who he really was

a fake a lier he had been poor when i gave him myself

and now was rich through illegal means and such a temper

he was a bootlegger and patner with the most corrupt man wolfshiem

as he was talking i realized my foolishness

what a stupid girl i was then

to think there was something called love

no its just the survival of the prettiest

and i was going to endure the rest of my life

with my rich cheat acting pretty and dum

its all done now all my dreams of love

so stupid and immature

 

BOOM SCREECH HONK!!!!

the confusion of it all

i felt the impact and heard the screams

but what just happened I'm in a haze

guess now we know why ladies didn't drive

i catch a glimpse of the ladys lifeless body

before gatsby pried the wheel from my unresponsive hands

as i drilled on the events of the day

and gatsby kept whispering to who knows

and when we had gotten home in the blood stained yellow car

i had the perfect plan broiling in my mind

gatsby patiently waited in the bushes

but i was through with him

when tom came home i fell at his feet

as he accused my formal lover of the brutality of murder

and i silently agreed

even told him that we should move to avoid further disturbances

and now in france i see a letter saying gatsby died

but i turn my back to it whats past is past

and though my hearts moaning

now i know my place in the complex weave of life