Luyện nghe bài hát La Vie Boheme B

Who
Our

You fun, yet I'm the one
to do some good
Or do you really want a
Where people piss on your every night?

Bohemia,
A fallacy in head
is Calcutta
Bohemia is

beloved
We gather here to say our
(Dies irae, illa)
she lies
(Kyrie eleison)
(Yitgadal v'yitkadash)
No one knew her
The great daughter of Mother Earth
On these when we celebrate the birth

In that little of Bethlehem
We our glass, you bet your ass to
La vie

La vie
La vie
La vie
La vie

To of inspiration, playing hooky, making something out of nothing
The need to express, to
To going the grain, going insane, going mad

To loving tension, no pension, to than one dimension
To for attention hating convention, hating pretension
Not to mention of course hating old mom and dad

To riding your bike midday past the three suits
To fruits, to no
To Absolut, to choice, to the Voice
To any fad

To being an us' for
of a them'
La vie
La vie

Hey mister, she's my

So five miso soup
seaweed salad
Three soy dinner
Two dog platter
And one with meatless balls?

Ew
It the same
If you close eyes

An' orders of fries
Is in here?
and beer!

To hand crafted beers in local breweries
To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and
To leather, to dildos to vindaloo
To huevos and Maya Angelou

Emotion, devotion, to causing a
Creation, vacation, mucho

Compassion, to fashion, to when it's new
To Sontag, to Sondheim, to anything

Ginsberg, Dylan, Cunningham and
Lenny Bruce, Langston Hughes, to the
To Uta, to Buddha, Neruda, too

Why and Toto went over the rainbow
To off auntie Em
La vie

We're

Brothers!

Bisexuals, trisexuals, sapiens
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men, Pee Wee
wine, turpentine, Gertrude Stein
Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa, Carmina

To apathy, to entropy, to empathy,
Havel, The Sex Pistols, 8BC
To no shame playing the fame game
To

To sodomy, it's god and me
To S&M
Waiter, waiter,
La vie

In honor of the of Bohemia
An impromptu salon will commence immediately dinner
Maureen Johnson, just from her spectacular one-night engagement
At The Street Lot
Will Native American tribal chants, backwards
her vocoder, while accompanying herself on the electric cello
Which she ain't studied

And Mark Cohen preview his new documentary
About his inability to an erection on the high holy days

And Mimi Marquez, clad only in wrap
perform her famous lawn chair handcuff dance
To the sounds of tea being stirred

And Roger attempt to write a bittersweet, evocative song
That doesn't remind us of Waltz

Dumott Schunard will model the latest fall fashions from Paris
While accompanying herself on the 10 gallon plastic tub

And Collins will recount his exploits as an
the tale of his successful reprogramming
Of the M.I.T. reality equipment
To self-destruct as it broadcast the
reality, act up, fight AIDS

Excuse me, did I do something
I get invited, then all night long

I've been trying, I'm not
No one's perfect, got baggage

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

I should you
got baggage too
I tell you
Baggage, wine and

AZT

Me,