Rent - La vie bohème (sub ITA) - Video
PUBLISHED:  Jul 03, 2011
DESCRIPTION:
Part A:

[Angel] Who died?
[Benny] Our Akita.
[Roger, Mark, Collins] 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, a fantasy in your head.
This is calcutta. Bohemia, is dead.
[Mark] Dearly beloved, we gather here to say our good byes.
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 bethlhem.
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 hooky, makin' somethin' out of nothin'.
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 miday past the three-peice suits.
To fruits! To no absolutes.
To absolute. 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.
[Man] Ahem...
[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?
[All] Wine and beer!
[Angel and Mimi] 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 wuevos rancheros, and Maya Angelo.
[Maureen and Collins] Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion.
Creation, vacation...
[Mark]Mucho masturbation.
[Maureen and Collins] Compassion, to fashion, to passion, when it's new.
[Roger] To Sontag.
[Angel] To Sondheim.
[All girls] To everything tabboo.
[Roger and Collins] Ginsberg, Dylan, Cunningham, and Cage.
[Collins] Lenny Bruce.
[Roger] Langston Hues.
[Maureen]To stage! To Buddha!
[Roger] To Zuda!
[All] Pablo Neruda, too.
[Mimi and Mark]
And Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow, to blow off Auntie Em.
[All] La Vie Boheme!
[Man] Sisters?
[Maureen and JoAnne] We're close!
[Angel and Collins] Brothers!
[All] Bisexuals, trisexuals, homosapiens.
Crysonogens, Halluconogens, Men,
PeeWee Herman!
German wine, terpentine, Gertrude Stein, Antonioni,
Barollucci, Kurosawa, Carmina, Burana,
To apathy, to entropy, to Empathy, Ecstacy,
Vaslov Hoval, 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, Immediately following dinner,
Maureen Johnson, just back from her spectacular one-night engagment at the eleventh Street Block, Will perform native American Tribal chants, backwards, Through her vocorder,
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 the high holy days.
[Mark] And Mimi Marquez, Clad only in bubble wrap,
Will perform her famous lawn-chair, hand-cuffed dance to the sounds of iced-tea, beanster. And Roger will attempt to write a bitter-sweet avocative song.
That... Doesn't remind us of Musetta's Waltz.
[Collins] Angel Dumatt-Schunard will model her latest fall fashions from Paris,
While accompanying herself on a ten-gallon plastic pickle tub!
[Angel] And Collins will recount his exploits and an anarchist,
Including the tale of his successful reprogramming of the MIT,
Retro-Reality equipment, to self-destruct, as it broadcasts the words:
[All] 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've got baggage too
[roger] I should tell you
[roger e mimi] Baggage,
[All] wine and beer
[Mimi] AZT break
[Roger] You?
[Mimi] Me, you?
[Roger] Mimi
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