Going Back to Bohemia

he war is ten years over now

I'm walking down those black and white streets

My hair is on my shoulder now

I mystify everyone I meet

I'm going back to Bohemia

I'm going back with my sunglasses on

I'm going back to Bohemia

Let's hope Bohemia hasn't gone

My brother, he lived through changes

Read Kerouac and over-stepped the line

The girls he loved were beautiful

MJQ played the soundtrack of vibes

We're living through jazz

We're living through poetry

Don't want to be like our dads

Don't talk of sex talk of ecstasy

Hey, hey, Kruschev with a square head

John Kennedy in Marilyn's bed

No career in Korea

Don't forget what Lenny Bruce said:

" When you're dead, boy, you're a long time dead "

I'm going back to Bohemia

I'm going back with my sunglasses on

I'm going back to Bohemia

Let's hope Bohemia hasn't gone