impressiorama das fünfte (to be read like howl)

poor bastards
waiting in queues
to pay their entry fees
to shitty clubs
with shitty music
just to be part of
social destruction
mingling together
to pass out
in some corner
after puking
in sinks
just to be part of
a nauseous society
just to be part of
shitty culture that
conditions people
to be a part of
shitty varieties
of seemingly
shifting paradigms
of shitty entertainment
just to be part of
poor bastards