BENNY: You 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's A fallacy in your head This is Calcutta Bohemia is dead
MARK: Dearly beloved, we gather here to say Our goodbyes
COLLINS & ROGER: Dies Ira, Dies Illa Kyrie Eleison Yitgadal V' Yitkadash
MARK: 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
ALL: La Vie Boheme La Vie Boheme La Vie Boheme La Vie Boheme
MARK: 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 La Vie Boheme La Vie Boheme
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
BOHEMIAN: 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, Cunningham and Cage
COLLINS: Lenny Bruce
ROGER: Langston Hughes
MAUREEN: To the stage!
PERSONS: 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: We're close
ANGEL, COLLINS: Brothers!
All: Bisexuals, trisexuals, Homo Sapiens, Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men, Pee Wee Herman German wine, turpentine, Gertrude Stein Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa Carmina Burana
ALL: To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstasy 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!
ALL: La Vie Boheme
COLLINS: In honor of the death of Bohemia an impromptu salon will commence immediately following dinner... Maureen Johnson, back from her spectacular one night performance 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: And Mark Cohen will preview his new documentary about his inability to hold an erection on high holy days.