Lyrics
Are we packed?
Yes, and by next week I want you to be
Pookie?
And you should see
They've padlocked your building
And they're rioting on Avenue B
Benny called the cops
That fuck
They don't know what they're doing
The cops are sweeping the lot
But no one's leaving
They're just sitting there mooing
Yeah
To Dance
No way to make a living, masochism, pain, perfection
Muscle spasms, chiropractors, short careers, eating disorders
Film
Adventure, tedium, no family, boring locations
Dark rooms, perfect faces, egos, money, Hollywood and sleaze
Music
Food of love, emotion, mathematics, isolation
Rhythm, feeling, power, harmony, and heavy competition
Anarchy
Revolution, justice, screaming for solutions
Forcing changes, risk, and danger
Making noise and making please
To faggots, lezzies, dykes, cross dressers too
To me, to me
To you, and you and you, you and you
To people living with, living with, living with
Not dying from disease
Let he among us without sin
Be the first to condemn
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème
Anyone out of the mainstream (La vie Bohème)
Is anyone in the mainstream? (La vie Bohème)
Anyone alive with a sex drive (La vie Bohème)
Tear down the wall, aren't we all? (La vie Bohème)
The opposite of war isn't peace
It's creation
La vie Bohème
Viva la vie Bohème
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