J. Gatz Songtext
von EPIC XVIII

The scenes of the after party
Are tumbling through my head
And I
Look at you through the window
Quit calling me "Old Sport"
Won′t you
This party's gone on for too long
And I don′t think that she is coming

Think about what you've done for her
Think about what she's done for you
Your hard earned cash will be wasted dreams
Seems it′s time to think it through

. . .


It′s been a month here in West Egg
I've seen your roses and your thorns
Is that what she′s really after

Your subliminal past still haunts you
And I think that Tom is catching on
I'm just sensing your disaster

Think about what you′ve done for her
Think about what she's done for you
Your hard earned cash will be wasted dreams
Seems it′s time to think it through

. . .

Think about what you've done for her
Think about what she's done for you
Wasted cash will be wasted dreams
Seems it′s bout time you think it through
I know it′s time you think it through