Who died?
Our Akita
Evita
You 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
Here she lies, no one knew her worth
The late great daughter of Mother Earth
On these nights when we
Celebrate the birth
In that little town of Bethlehem
We raise our glass - you bet your ass to -
La vie Boheme

La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme
La vie Boheme

To days of inspiration
Playing hookey, 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 Absolut - 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

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
Eww
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 dildoes, 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 Cunnigham and Cage,
Lenny Bruse
Langston Hughes
To the stage
To Uta.
To Buddha.
Pablo Neruda,
to
Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow
To blow off Auntie Em
La vie Boheme

Sisters?
We're close

Brothers!

Bisexuals, trisexuals, homo sapiens,
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men,
Pee Wee Herman
German wine, turpetine, Gertrude Stein
Antoniotti, Bertolucci, Kurosawa
Carmina Burana
To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstacy
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 ....... Waiter!
La vie Boheme

In honor of the death of Bohemia an impromptu salon
will commence immediately following dinner ...
Maureen Johnson, just
back from her spectacular one-night engagement at the eleventh street lot,
will perform Native American tribal chants
backwards through her vocoder, while accompanying herself on the electric cello -
which she ain't never studied.

And Mark Cohen will preview his new documentary about his inability
to hold an erection on the high holy days.

And Mimi Marquez, clad only in bubble wrap,
will perform her famous lawn chair-handcuff dance to the sounds of iced tea
being stirred.
And Roger will attempt to write a bittersweet, evocative song.
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 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 get 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!

AZT break
You?
Me
You?
Mimi

YOUR BOY SIDE

(x) You love hoodies.
(x) You love jeans
(x) It's hilarious when people get hurt.
(x) You've played with/against boys on a team.
( ) Shopping is torture.
( ) Sad movies suck.
( ) You own an X-Box.
( ) Played with Hotwheel cars as a kid.
( ) At some point in time you wanted to be a firefighter.
(x) You own a DS, PS2 or Sega.
(x) You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers.
( ) You like to watch sport on TV.
(x) Gory movies are cool. - Saw? Hostel? Bring it on!
( ) You only go to your dad for advice.
(x) You like going to football games.
( ) You used to/do collect football stickers.
( ) Baggy pants are cool to wear.
( ) It's kinda weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people.
( ) Talk with food in your mouth.
( ) Wear boxers.

Now add the numbers up and multiply it by 5

Total: 8x5=40%..less manly than mol

YOUR GIRL SIDE.

(x) You wear lip gloss. - obv.
(x) You love to shop.
(x) You wear eyeliner.
(x) You have some of the same shirts in different colors.
(x) You wear the color pink.
( ) Go to your mum for advice
(x) You consider cheerleading a sport.
( ) You hate wearing the color black.
(x) You like hanging out at the mall. - Ocean Terminal all the way
(x) You like getting manicures and/or pedicures.
(x) You like wearing jewelry.
(x) Skirts are a big part of your wardrobe.
(x) Shopping is one of your favorite hobbies.
(x) You don't like the movie Star Wars.
(x) You are/were in cheerleading, gymnastics or dance.
(x) It takes you longer than 1 hour to shower, get dressed.
(x) You smile a lot more than you should.
(x) You have more than 10 pairs of shoes.
(x) You care about what you look like.
(x) You like wearing dresses when you can.
(x) You like wearing body spray/perfume/cologne.
(x) You LOVE movies.
(x) Used to play with dolls as little kid... (used to...?)
(x) Like putting make-up on someone else for the fun of it.
(x) Like taking pictures of yourself with your cell phone when you're bored.

Now add the numbers up and multiply it by 5
Total: 23x5=115% cos THAT adds up

I fell in a perfect way
Never had a choice to make
Crashed into your tidal wave
I didn’t even struggle
Sailed right through your atmosphere
Closed my eyes and landed here
Didn’t see the trouble
And I didn’t care


Chorus:
I can’t unlove you
Can’t do that
No matter how I try
I’ll never turn my back on
Someone who loved me too
I can do most anything I have to

But this one thing I cannot change
I almost kind of like the pain
Wear your tattoo like a stain
It will take forever
To fade away

Chorus:

I can’t unlove you no
why would i want to oh

I can’t unlove you
Can’t do that
i’ll never
get through that
why would i want to

There’s always time for other dreams
Why must we erase these things?

I can’t unlove you
Can’t do that
No matter how I try
I’ll never turn my back on
Someone who loved me too
But I can’t unlove you
can’t do that
No matter how I try
I’ll never turn my back on
Someone who loved me too
I can do most anything I have to
But I can’t unlove you