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Rent- la vie boheme
by Broadways. Buy album CD: Other Songs A - W
No please no,
Not tonight please no,
Mister,Can't you go,
Can't have a scene.
go, please go, you,
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 couldnt pay!
Benjamin Coffin the third- here?
Wine and Beer!
The enemy of Avenue A, will stay
What brings a mogul in his own mind, to the life cafe?
I would like to propose a toast,
To Maureen's noble try. It went well.
Go to hell!
Was the yuppie scum stomped?
Not counting the homeless, how many tickets weren't comped?
Why did Muffy-
Miss the show?
There was a death in the family, if you must know.
BENNY, MARK, ANGEL & COLLINS
Mimi, I'm suprised,
A bright and charming girl like you,
Hangs out with these slackers,
(Who don't adhere to deals)
They make fun- yet I am the one,
Attempting to do some good.
Or do you really want a neighborhood,
Where people piss on your stoop every night?
Bohemia, Bohemia is a fallacy in your head,
This is Calcutta, Bohemia is dead.
We gather here to say our goodbyes.
Here she lies, no one knew her worth
the late, great, daughter of mother earth.
On this night, when we celebrate the birth.
In that little town of Bethlehem
We raise our glass, you bet your ass (maureen flashes hers) to
La Vie Boheme.
la vie boheme x4
To days of inspiration, Playing hooky,
Makin something out of nothing
The need to express-
To going against the grain,
Going insane, Going mad,
To loving tension,
To more than one dimension,
To starving for attention,
Not to mention, of course,
Hating dear old mom and dad.
To riding your bike midday
Pass the three piece suits-
To no absolutes-
To the Village Voice,
To any passing fad.
To being an us for once,
Instead of at them
La vie boheme,
Gust The Women-
La vie boheme
Is the equipment in a pyramid?
It is maureen
The mixer doesnt have a case
Don't give me that face! [ass slap]
Hey mister, she's my sister!
So thats 5 miso soup
4 seaweed salad
3 soy burger dinner
2 tofu dog platters
And 1 pasta with meatless balls
It tastes the same!
If you close your eyes
And 13 orders of fries, is that it here?
wine and beer!
MIMI AND ANGEL
To hand crafted beers made in local breweries,
To yoga, To yogurt, To rice and beans and cheese,
To leather, To dildos,
To curry vindaloo,
To huevos rancheros,
And Maya Angelou,
MAUREEN AND COLLINS
To causing a commotion,
MAUREEN AND COLLINS
Compassion, To fashion,
To passion when it's new
To anything taboo
COLLINS AND ROGER
Ginsberg, Dylan, Cunningham, and Cage
To the stage!
Pablo naruda too
MARK AND MIMI
Why Dorothy and Toto,
Went over the rainbow,
To blow off Auntie Em
La Vie Boheme
And wipe the speakers off before you pack
Well, Hurry back!
Pee Wee Herman,
German wine, Turpentine
To apathy, To entropy,
To empathy, ecstacy,
Vaclav Havel, The Sex Pistols, 8BC,
To no shame,
Never playing the fame game.
It's between God and me, to S&M
Waiter, Waiter, Waiter
La Vie Boheme!
In honor of the death of Bohemia,
An impromptu salon will commence immediately
Mimi Marquez, clad only in bubble wrap,
Will perform her famous lawn chair handcuff dance,
To the sound of iced tea being stirred.
and Mark Cohen will preview his new documentary,
About his inabilty to hold an erection,
On the high holy days.
And Maureen Johnson,
Back from her spectacular one night engagement
at the 11th Street lot
Will sing Native American tribal chants backwards,
through her vocoder,
while accompanying herself on the electric cello,
which she has never studied.
Your new boyfriend doesn't know about us.
Theres nothing to know.
Don't you think that we should discuss.
It was three months ago.
He doesn't act like he's with you.
We're taking it slow.
Where is he now?
He's right.... (uhuh)hmm...where'd he go?
And Roger will attempt to write a bittersweet
That doesn't remind us of Musetta's waltz.
Angel Dumott Schunard will model the latest fall fashions from Paris,
While accompanying herself,
On the 10 gallon plastic pickle tub.
And Collins will recount his exploits as anarchist,
Including the tale of his successful reprogramming of the MIT
Virtual Reality equipment to self destruct as it broadcast the words,
Actual Reality! Act Up! FIGHT AIDS!
Excuse me, did I do something wrong?
I get invited and 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 flyin'
I'm lookin for baggage that goes with mine
I should tell you
I've got baggage too,
Should tell you
(MIMI, ROGER, ANGEL, AND COLLINS take pills)
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