Pam's Ballad (Interlude)

[Verse One: B-Baz] "Laugh now, cry later I'm all about my paper One day I will be famous So this moment I will savor You think you know me, old sport? Well you will know me soon I've got no riches of any sort No privileged silver spoon" That's what I heard about him What Uncle Nick would say He had an air about him That he'd often portray How he was blessed with pain And infected with love How he thought Mommy was the dame That was sent from above He had a driving passion He served his time in action He's a survivor, too Of the Valley of Ashes But he was later consumed He knew not what to do Played for a fool By Greed he's forever entombed Still Mommy's heart dwells on him She thinks we do not know Her heart heavy as a mountain And skin as white as snow Her eyes still have the same glow The one from his fantasy Or was it just a dream? Tell me about Gatsby I was young at the time The story's hazy in my mind I only met him once Only remember a smile But now I hear he's died And when I ask of him Mommy begins to cry Because of what happened I've only heard the stories I've read some writings, too I know of Daddy's worries By his ego he was ruled I know they had a clash A duel for Mommy's love And Daddy simply passed Him off as a common thug Yet still she dwells on him She thinks we do not know Her heart heavy as a mountain Her skin as white as snow Her eyes still have the glow The one from his fantasy But will someone explain to me Who was this "Great Gatsby"?