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I'm going to give you the whole la bibohem song right now no editing

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?
Oh no
Wine and beer!
The enemy of Avenue A
We'll stay
Oy vey!
What brings the 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-
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 piss 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
(in the backround)
Dies irae dies illa
Kyrie eleison
Yitgadal v' yitkadash,
(stops)
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 a** to-
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme
To days of inspiration
Playing hookie, making something out of nothing
The need to express
To communicate,
To going against the grain,
Going insane
Going mad
To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension,
To starving for attention,
Hating convention, hating pretension
Not to mention of course,
Hating dear old mom and dad
To riding your bike,
Midday past the three- piece suits
To fruits to no absolutes
To Absolute- to choice
To the Village Voice
To any passing fad
To being an us-for once-, instead of a them -
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme
Is the equipment in a pyramid?
It is, Maureen
The mixer doesn't have a case
Don't give me that face
Ahhemm
Hey Mister- she's my sister
So that's five miso soup, four seaweed salad
Three soy burger dinner, two tofu dog platter
And one pasta with meatless balls
Ugh
It tastes the same
If you close your eyes
And thirteen orders of fries
Is that it here?
Wine and beer!
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
Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion
Creation, vacation
Mucho masturbation
Compassion, to fashion, to passion 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 Boheme
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...Waiter
La vie Boheme
In honor of the death of Bohemia an impromptu salon will commence
immediately following dinner
Mimi Marquez, clad only in bubble wrap, will perform her famous lawn
chair-handcuff dance to the sounds of iced tea being stirred
Mark Cohen will preview his new documentary about his inability to hold an
erection on high holy days
Maureen Johnson, back from her spectacular one-night engagement at the
eleventh 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?
There's 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 - hmm
Uh huh
Where'd he go?
Roger will attempt to write a bittersweet, evocative song
(ROGER picks up a guitar and plays Musetta's Theme)
That doesn't remind us of "Musetta's Waltz"
Angel Dumott Schunard will now model the latest fall fashions from Paris
While accompanying herself on the 10 gallon plastic pickle tub
And Collins will recount his exploits as an anarchist
Including the successful reprogramming of the M.I.T. virtual reality equipment
To self-destruct, as it broadcast the words:
"Actual reality -- Act Up -- Fight AIDS"
Check!