Luyện nghe bài hát La Vie Boheme

Who

Our

ANGEL,

You fun - yet I'm the one
Attempting to do some
Or do you want a neighborhood
people piss on your
Stoop every
Bohemia,
A in your head
is Calcutta,
Bohemia is

Dearly beloved we here to say our goodbyes

COLLINS &
Dies irae - dies illa, eleison
v'yitkadash

Here she lies, no one knew her
The late great daughter of Earth
On these when we
the birth
In little town of Bethlehem
We raise our glass - you bet ass to -
La vie

ALL
La vie
La vie
La vie
La vie

To days of
hookey, making
Something out of
The need to
To communicate,
To going the grain,
insane, going mad
To loving tension, no
To than one dimension,
To for attention,
Hating convention, hating
Not to of course,
dear old Mom and Dad
To your bike,
Midday the three-piece suits
To fruits - to no
To Absolut - to
To the Village
To any fad
To an us for once ... instead of a them!!

ALL
La vie Boheme, La vie

MR.

Hey Mister - my sister

So that's five soup, four seaweed salad
soy burger dinner, two tofu dog platter
And one pasta with balls

Eww

It the same

If you close your

And thirteen of fries
Is that it

ALL
and beer!

MIMI &
To beers
in local breweries
To yoga, to yogurt, to and beans and cheese
To leather, to dildos, to curry
To Huevos Rancheros and Angelou

& COLLINS
Emotion, devotion, to a commotion
Creation,

Mucho

MAUREEN &
Compassion, to fashion, to passion it's new

To

To

FOUR
To anything

& ROGER
Ginsberg, Dylan, and Cage,

Lenny

Langston

To the

To Uta. To Buddha. Neruda, too.

MARK &
Why Dorothy and went over the rainbow
To blow off Em

ALL
La vie

MR.

MAUREEN &
close

ANGELS &
Brothers!

MARK, ANGEL &
Bisexuals, trisexuals, sapiens,
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men,
Pee Wee
German wine, turpentine, Gertrude
Antoniotti, Bertolucci,
Burana

ALL
To apathy, to entropy, to empathy,
Havel - The Sex Pistols, 8BC
To no - never playing the Fame Game

To

ALL
To sodomy, between God and me
To S & M

Waiter ... Waiter ... ....... Waiter!

ALL
La vie

In honor of the of Bohemia an impromptu salon
will immediately following dinner ...
Maureen Johnson,
back from her spectacular one-night engagement at the eleventh street lot, will Native American tribal chants backwards through her recorder,
accompanying herself on the electric
cello - she has never studied.

And Mark will preview his new documentary
about his to hold an erection
on the holy days.

And Mimi Marquez, only in bubble wrap,
will perform her famous lawn dance
to the sounds of iced tea stirred.

Your new boyfriend doesn't about us.

There's nothing to

Don't you think we should discuss...

It was three ago.

He doesn't act he's with you.

We're it slow.

Where is he

He's right... Hmm, he go?

And Roger attempt to write a bittersweet, evocative song.
(Roger a solo)
doesn't remind us of "Musetta's Waltz!"

Angel Dumott Schunard will the latest fall fashions
from Paris while accompanying herself on the 10 plastic pickle tub.

And will recount his exploits as anarchist -
including the tale of the successful of the M.I.T.
virtual reality to self-destruct, as it broadcasts the words:

ALL
"Actual - Act Up - Fight AIDS"

Excuse me - did I do something
I get - then ignored all night long

I've been - I'm not lying
No perfect. I've got baggage

Life's too short, babe, time is
I'm looking for baggage that goes mine

I should you

I got too

I tell you

ROGER &

ALL
and beer!

AZT

Me.