Boho Days Songtext
von Jonathan Larson

Don′t step on Simone, or Renaud, or Phillipe
They're still on the living room floor, asleep
Flight was delayed, but they got it so cheap
In Amsterdam

The cat jumped up to 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
(You bring the jam, 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


Dino called yesterday, the rent is overdue
ConEd and New York telephone are mad too
Better screw 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 roommates in just four years

Ann and Max and Jonathan
And Jonathan and Kerri
David, Tim, no Tim was just a guest
From June to January
Margaret, David, Lisa, Susie
Stephen, Joe and Sam
And Elsa, the bill collector′s dream
Who still is on the lam

The cats, Lucy, Mr. B.
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 are turned into limousines
Rat infested diners now are fancy restaurants
A gallery opens, you know what that means
There goes the neighborhood
There goes the neighborhood
Here come the debutantes
Here come the debutantes
Com-a, com-a, com-a, com-a, come
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? No no, no no no
Bohemia, Bohemia
Bo, bo, bo, bo