La Vie Boheme

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
Dies irae, dies illa, kyrie eleison
Yitgadal v’yitkadash
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!
ALL
La vie Boheme
WOMEN
La vie Boheme
MR. GREY
Ahhemm
MAUREEN
Hey Mister — she’s my sister
WAITER
So that’s five miso soup, four seaweed salad
Three soy burger dinner, two tofu dog platter
And one pasta with meatless balls
ROGER
Eww
COLLINS
It tastes the same
MIMI
If you close your eyes
WAITER
And thirteen orders of fries
Is that it here?
ALL
Wine and beer!
MIMI & 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 & COLLINS
Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion
Creation, vacation
MARK
Mucho masturbation
MAUREEN & COLLINS
Compassion, to fashion, to passion when it’s new
COLLINS
To Sontag
ANGEL
To Sondheim
FOUR GIRLS
To anything taboo
COLLINS & ROGER
Ginsberg, Dylan, Cunnigham and Cage
COLLINS
Lenny Bruce
ROGER
Langston Hughes
MAUREEN
To the stage
BOHEMIANS
To Uta, to Buddha, Pablo Neruda too
MARK & MIMI
Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow
To blow off Auntie Em
ALL
La vie Boheme
MR. GREY
Sisters?
MAUREEN & JOANNE
We’re close
ANGELS & COLLINS
Brothers!
MARK, ANGEL & MIMI
Bisexuals, trisexuals, homo sapiens
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men
Pee Wee Herman
German wine, turpetine, Gertrude Stein
Antoniotti, Bertolucci, Kurosawa
Carmina Burana
ALL
To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstacy
Vaclav Havel — The Sex Pistols, 8BC
To no shame — never playing the Fame Game
COLLINS
To marijuana
ALL
To sodomy, it’s between God and me
To S & M
BENNY
Waiter … Waiter … Waiter … Waiter!
ALL
La vie Boheme
COLLINS (SPOKEN)
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!
ROGER (SPOKEN)
And Mark Cohen will preview his new documentary about his inability to hold an
erection on the high holy days
MARK (SPOKEN)
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!»
COLLINS (SPOKEN)
Angel Dumott Schunard will model the latest fall fashions from Paris while
accompanying herself on the 10 gallon plastic pickle tub
ANGEL (SPOKEN)
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:
ALL (SPOKEN)
«Actual reality — Act Up — Fight AIDS»
MIMI
Excuse me — did I do something wrong?
I get invited — then ignored all night long
ROGER
I’ve been trying — I’m not lying
No one’s perfect. I’ve got baggage
MIMI
Life’s too short, babe, time is flying
I’m looking for baggage that goes with mine
ROGER
I should tell you
MIMI
I got baggage too
ROGER
I should tell you
ROGER & MIMI
Baggage
ALL
Wine and beer!
MIMI
AZT break
You?
Me. You?
Mimi