Last Of The Great Romantics

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Last Of The Great Romantics

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Here comes the last of the great romantics Faithful and true, believing in you Regardless of the things you do Here comes the last of the great romantics Feet planted wide, defying the tide Come on Gatsby, stand aside People see me walking down the street And I hear them saying 'here he comes' That boy makes a banquet from A table of crumbs... He hears romantic music in Unanswered phones In the angry slamming of a door And the girl that he's mad about Does not care any more Here comes the last of the great romantics Defying the tide. Come on Gatsby, stand aside Here comes the last of the great romantics Not foolish, not grand, taking a stand Out of touch? No, in command! So people, never ridicule the lovesick fool Or say he's only carrying a torch In his hands it's a flamethrower And his judgement is scorched Here comes the last of the great romantics Not tortured, not wracked. Illusions intact Undiscouraged by the facts Here comes the last of the great romantics Feet planted wide, defying the tide Come on Gatsby, stand aside Here comes the last of the great romantics

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