[ANGEL]
Who died?

[BENNY]
Our Akita

[ANGEL, ROGER]
Evita

[BENNY]
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

[MARK]
Dearly beloved we gather here to say our goodbyes

[COLLINS & ROGER]
Dies irae, 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
[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]
Ew

[COLLINS]
It tastes the same

[MIMI]
If you close your eyes

[WAITER]
And thirteen orders of fries
Is that it here?
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