CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : La Vie Bohème
No, please no
Not tonight, please no
Mister, can't you go?
Not tonight, can’t have a scene
What?
Go, please go
You -- Hello, sir! --
I said no
Important customer
What am I, just a blur?
You sit all night, you never buy!
That's a lie, that's a lie!
I had a tea the other day
You couldn’t pay
Oh yeah
Benjamin Coffin III? Here?
Wine and beer!
The enemy of Avenue A
And Mr. Grey
What brings the mogul in his own mind
To the Life Cafe?
I would like to propose a toast
To Maureen's noble try
*Cheering*
It went well?
Go to Hell
Why did Muffy--
Alison
--miss the show?
There was a death in the family
If you must know
Who died?
Our Akita
Evita
Mimi, I'm surprised
A bright and charming girl like you
Hangs out with these slackers
Who don't adhere to deals
They make fun, yet I'm the one
Attempting to do some good
Or do you really want a neighborhood
Where people puke on your stoop every night?
Bohemia, Bohemia's
A fallacy in your head
This is Calcutta
Bohemia is dead
Dearly beloved
We gather here to say our goodbyes
Dies irae, dies illa
Kyrie eleison
Yitgadal veyitkadash
Here she lies
No one knew her worth
The late great daughter of Mother Earth
On this night that we celebrate the birth
In that little town of Bethlehem
We raise our gla**
You bet your a**, to
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème
To days of inspiration
Playing hooky
Making something out of nothing
(La vie Bohème)
The need to express
To communicate
(La vie Bohème)
To going against the grain
Going insane
(La vie Bohème)
Going mad
(La vie Bohème)
To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension
(La vie Bohème)
To starving for attention
Hating convention
Hating pretension
(La vie Bohème)
Not to mention, of course
(La vie Bohème)
Hating dear old Mom and Dad
(La vie Bohème)
To riding your bike
Midday past the three-piece suits
(La vie Bohème)
To fruits
To no absolute
(La vie Bohème)
To Absolut
To choice
To The Village Voice
(La vie Bohème)
To any pa**ing fad
To being an us, for once
Instead of a them
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème
Is the equipment in a pyramid?
It is, Maureen
The mixer doesn't have a case
Don't give me that face
Ladies
Hey, Mister
She’s my sister
To hand-crafted beers made in local breweries
To yoga
To yogurt
To rice and beans and cheese
To leather
To latex
To curry vindaloo
To huevos rancheros
And Maya Angelou
Emotion
Devotion
To causing a commotion
Creation
Vacation
Mucho masturbation
Compa**ion, to fashion
To pa**ion
When it’s new
To Sontag
To Sondheim
To anything taboo
Ginsberg, Dylan
Cunningham, and Cage
Lenny Bruce
Langston Hughes
To the stage
To Uta
To Buddha
Pablo Neruda, too
Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow
To blow off Auntie Em
La vie Bohème
And wipe the speakers off before you pack
Yes, Maureen
Well, hurry back
Sisters?
We're close
Brothers!
Bisexuals, trisexuals, homo sapiens
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men
Pee-wee Herman
German wine, turpentine, Gertrude Stein
Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa
Carmina Burana
To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstasy
Vaclav Havel, The Sex Pistols, 8BC
To no shame, never playing the Fame Game
To marijuana
To sodomy
It’s between God and me
To S & M
Waiter, waiter!
La vie Bohème
This just in, the mythical land of Bohemia, once believed to be dead, is now showing shocking signs of life!
Mimi Marquez takes her lifetime appointment as minister of national security and BDSM
And Mark Cohen is your new secretary of state propaganda
Oh thank you, thank you. Please keep it going for the revolutionary wild girl, who made tonight possible in the first place. The reigning queen of Bohemia, Miss Maureen Johnson!
Your new boyfriend doesn't know about us
There's nothing to know
Don't you think that we should discuss --
It was three months ago
And Roger, the unofficial bard of Bohemia, will attempt to write a bittersweet, evocative love song
That doesn’t remind us of "Musetta's Waltz"
Angel Dumott Schunard takes her rightful place as queen of all she surveys, and beacon of hope in the darkest of days
And first philosopher Tom Collins will recount his exploits as an anarchist, including the tale of the successful reprogramming of the M.I.T. virtual reality equipment to self-destruct, as it broadcasts the words:
"Actual Reality - ACT UP - Fight AIDS!"
Excuse me, did I do something wrong?
I got invited, then ignored all night long
I've been trying, I'm not lying
No one's perfect, I've got baggage
Life's too short, babe, time is flying
I'm looking for baggage that goes with mine
I should tell you--
I've got baggage too
I should tell you--
Baggage-
Wine and beer!
-everaler!
AZT break
You?
Me. You?
Mimi...
Not tonight, please no
Mister, can't you go?
Not tonight, can’t have a scene
What?
Go, please go
You -- Hello, sir! --
I said no
Important customer
What am I, just a blur?
You sit all night, you never buy!
That's a lie, that's a lie!
I had a tea the other day
You couldn’t pay
Oh yeah
Benjamin Coffin III? Here?
Wine and beer!
The enemy of Avenue A
And Mr. Grey
What brings the mogul in his own mind
To the Life Cafe?
I would like to propose a toast
To Maureen's noble try
*Cheering*
It went well?
Go to Hell
Why did Muffy--
Alison
--miss the show?
There was a death in the family
If you must know
Who died?
Our Akita
Evita
Mimi, I'm surprised
A bright and charming girl like you
Hangs out with these slackers
Who don't adhere to deals
They make fun, yet I'm the one
Attempting to do some good
Or do you really want a neighborhood
Where people puke on your stoop every night?
Bohemia, Bohemia's
A fallacy in your head
This is Calcutta
Bohemia is dead
Dearly beloved
We gather here to say our goodbyes
Dies irae, dies illa
Kyrie eleison
Yitgadal veyitkadash
Here she lies
No one knew her worth
The late great daughter of Mother Earth
On this night that we celebrate the birth
In that little town of Bethlehem
We raise our gla**
You bet your a**, to
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème
To days of inspiration
Playing hooky
Making something out of nothing
(La vie Bohème)
The need to express
To communicate
(La vie Bohème)
To going against the grain
Going insane
(La vie Bohème)
Going mad
(La vie Bohème)
To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension
(La vie Bohème)
To starving for attention
Hating convention
Hating pretension
(La vie Bohème)
Not to mention, of course
(La vie Bohème)
Hating dear old Mom and Dad
(La vie Bohème)
To riding your bike
Midday past the three-piece suits
(La vie Bohème)
To fruits
To no absolute
(La vie Bohème)
To Absolut
To choice
To The Village Voice
(La vie Bohème)
To any pa**ing fad
To being an us, for once
Instead of a them
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème
Is the equipment in a pyramid?
It is, Maureen
The mixer doesn't have a case
Don't give me that face
Ladies
Hey, Mister
She’s my sister
To hand-crafted beers made in local breweries
To yoga
To yogurt
To rice and beans and cheese
To leather
To latex
To curry vindaloo
To huevos rancheros
And Maya Angelou
Emotion
Devotion
To causing a commotion
Creation
Vacation
Mucho masturbation
Compa**ion, to fashion
To pa**ion
When it’s new
To Sontag
To Sondheim
To anything taboo
Ginsberg, Dylan
Cunningham, and Cage
Lenny Bruce
Langston Hughes
To the stage
To Uta
To Buddha
Pablo Neruda, too
Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow
To blow off Auntie Em
La vie Bohème
And wipe the speakers off before you pack
Yes, Maureen
Well, hurry back
Sisters?
We're close
Brothers!
Bisexuals, trisexuals, homo sapiens
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men
Pee-wee Herman
German wine, turpentine, Gertrude Stein
Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa
Carmina Burana
To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstasy
Vaclav Havel, The Sex Pistols, 8BC
To no shame, never playing the Fame Game
To marijuana
To sodomy
It’s between God and me
To S & M
Waiter, waiter!
La vie Bohème
This just in, the mythical land of Bohemia, once believed to be dead, is now showing shocking signs of life!
Mimi Marquez takes her lifetime appointment as minister of national security and BDSM
And Mark Cohen is your new secretary of state propaganda
Oh thank you, thank you. Please keep it going for the revolutionary wild girl, who made tonight possible in the first place. The reigning queen of Bohemia, Miss Maureen Johnson!
Your new boyfriend doesn't know about us
There's nothing to know
Don't you think that we should discuss --
It was three months ago
And Roger, the unofficial bard of Bohemia, will attempt to write a bittersweet, evocative love song
That doesn’t remind us of "Musetta's Waltz"
Angel Dumott Schunard takes her rightful place as queen of all she surveys, and beacon of hope in the darkest of days
And first philosopher Tom Collins will recount his exploits as an anarchist, including the tale of the successful reprogramming of the M.I.T. virtual reality equipment to self-destruct, as it broadcasts the words:
"Actual Reality - ACT UP - Fight AIDS!"
Excuse me, did I do something wrong?
I got invited, then ignored all night long
I've been trying, I'm not lying
No one's perfect, I've got baggage
Life's too short, babe, time is flying
I'm looking for baggage that goes with mine
I should tell you--
I've got baggage too
I should tell you--
Baggage-
Wine and beer!
-everaler!
AZT break
You?
Me. You?
Mimi...
