Jonathan Larson & Amy Spanger & Jerry Dixon & Raúl Esparza
Jonathan Larson & Amy Spanger & Raúl Esparza
Jonathan Larson & Amy Spanger & Jerry Dixon & Raúl Esparza
Jonathan Larson & Amy Spanger & Jerry Dixon & Raúl Esparza
Jonathan Larson & Jerry Dixon & Raúl Esparza
Jonathan Larson & Amy Spanger & Raúl Esparza
Jonathan Larson & Amy Spanger & Jerry Dixon & Raúl Esparza
Jonathan Larson & Amy Spanger & Jerry Dixon & Raúl Esparza
Jonathan Larson & Amy Spanger & Jerry Dixon & Raúl Esparza
Jonathan Larson & Amy Spanger
Jonathan Larson & Raúl Esparza
Jonathan Larson
Jonathan Larson
[JON]
Don't step on Simone, Renaud, and Philipe
They're still on the living room floor, asleep
Flight was delayed but they got it so cheap
In Amsterdam
The cat jumped off of the fire escape
He's a little shook up but he don't have a scrape
Climb up to the roof, let's make a crepe
You bring the jam
This is the life, bo-bo, bo bo bo
This is the life, bo-bo, bo bo bo
This is the life, bo-bo, bo bo bo
Bohemia
Shower's in the kitchen, there might be some soap
Dishes in the sink, brush your teeth, if you can cope
Toilet's in the closet, you better hope
There's a light bulb in there, bo bo bo
Dino called yesterday, the rent is overdue
ConEd and New York Telephone are mad too
Better screen the calls for a day or two
Or cough up your share
This is the life, bo-bo, bo bo bo
This is the life, bo-bo, bo bo bo
This is the life, bo-bo, bo bo bo
Bohemia
Revolving door roommates
Prick up your ears
Fourteen people in just four years
Ann and Max and Jonathan
And Carolyn and Kerri
David, Tim, no Tim was just a guest
From June to January
Margaret, Lisa, David, Susie
Stephen, Joe, and Sam
And Elsa, the bill collector's dream
Who is still on the lam
Don't forget the neighbors
Michelle and Gay
More like a family
Than a family, hey
The cat's, Lucy, Mr. Beebe
Bouncer, rest his soul
And Finster, who took one look
And stayed for days down in that hole
This is the life, bo-bo, bo bo bo
This is the life, bo-bo, bo bo bo
This is the life, bo-bo, bo bo bo
Bohemia
The garbage trucks
Have turned into limousines
Rat infested diners
Now are fancy restaurants
The gallery opens
You know what that means
There goes the neighborhood
Here come the debutantes
But at 508 the halls
Are still that dingy brown
508, the walls are cracked or falling down
508, we all know the day it changes
Is the day we all should blow this town
The time is flying
And everything is dying
I thought by now
I'd have a dog, a kid, and wife
The ship is sort of sinking
So let's start drinking
Before we start thinking
Is this a life?
Is this a life? Bo-bo, bo bo bo
Is this a life? No no, no no no
Is this a life? Bo-bo, bo bo bo
Bohemia, Bohemia
Bo-he-mi-a, bo, bo, bo, bo
Boho Days was written by Jonathan Larson.
Boho Days was produced by PS Classics.
Jonathan Larson released Boho Days on Tue Sep 11 2001.