Luyện nghe bài hát La Vie Boheme

Who

Our

ANGEL,

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

Dearly beloved we gather to say our goodbyes

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

Here she lies, no one her worth
The late daughter of Mother Earth
On nights when we
the birth
In that little of Bethlehem
We our glass - you bet your 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 against the grain,
Going insane, mad
To loving tension, no
To more one dimension,
To for attention,
Hating convention, hating
Not to of course,
Hating old Mom and Dad
To your bike,
past the three-piece suits
To - to no absolutes-
To Absolut - to
To the Village
To any fad
To being an us for once ... of a them!!

ALL
La vie Boheme, La vie

MR.

Hey Mister - my sister

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

Eww

It the same

If you your eyes

And orders of fries
Is it here?

ALL
and beer!

MIMI &
To hand-crafted
in local breweries
To yoga, to yogurt, to and beans and cheese
To leather, to dildos, to curry
To Rancheros and Maya Angelou

& COLLINS
Emotion, devotion, to causing a
Creation,

Mucho

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

To

To

GIRLS
To anything

& ROGER
Ginsberg, Dylan, and Cage,

Lenny

Langston

To the

To Uta. To Buddha. Neruda, too.

& MIMI
Why and Toto went over the rainbow
To blow off Em

ALL
La vie

MR.

MAUREEN &
close

ANGELS &
Brothers!

MARK, & MIMI
Bisexuals, trisexuals, sapiens,
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men,
Pee Wee
German wine, turpentine, Stein
Antoniotti, Bertolucci,
Carmina

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

To

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

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

ALL
La vie

In of the death of Bohemia an impromptu salon
commence 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,
while herself on the electric
cello - which she has studied.

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

And Mimi Marquez, clad only in wrap,
perform her famous lawn chair-handcuff dance
to the sounds of iced tea stirred.

Your new boyfriend know about us.

There's nothing to

Don't you think that we discuss...

It was months ago.

He doesn't act like with you.

We're it slow.

Where is he

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

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

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

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

ALL
"Actual reality - Act Up - AIDS"

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

I've been trying - I'm not
No one's perfect. I've got

Life's too short, babe, is flying
I'm for baggage that goes with mine

I should you

I got too

I tell you

ROGER &

ALL
and beer!

AZT

Me.