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 a neighborhood
Where people piss on your every night?

Bohemia,
A in your head
This is
Bohemia is

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

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 to express, to communicate
To against the grain, going insane, going mad

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

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

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

Hey mister, my sister

So five miso soup
seaweed salad
Three soy burger
Two tofu dog
And one pasta meatless balls?

Ew
It the same
If you close your

An' orders of fries
Is that in
and beer!

To hand crafted beers in local breweries
To yoga, to yogurt, to and beans and cheese
To leather, to dildos to curry
To huevos rancheros and Angelou

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

Compassion, to fashion, to passion when new
To Sontag, to Sondheim, to anything

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

Why Dorothy and Toto went over the
To blow off Em
La vie

We're

Brothers!

Bisexuals, trisexuals, homo
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men, Pee Wee
German wine, turpentine, Stein
Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa, Burana

To apathy, to entropy, to empathy,
Havel, The Sex Pistols, 8BC
To no never playing the fame game
To

To sodomy, between god and me
To S&M
Waiter, waiter,
La vie

In honor of the death of
An impromptu salon commence immediately following dinner
Maureen Johnson, just from her spectacular one-night engagement
At The Street Lot
perform Native American tribal chants, backwards
Through her vocoder, while accompanying herself on the cello
Which she ain't never

And Mark Cohen will his new documentary
About his inability to hold an erection on the high holy

And Marquez, clad only in bubble wrap
Will perform her famous lawn chair handcuff
To the sounds of iced tea stirred

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

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

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

me, did I do something wrong?
I get invited, then ignored all night

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

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

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

AZT

Me,