Allen Ginsberg - In Society lyrics

I walked into the co*ktail party room and found three or four queers talking together in queertalk. I tried to be friendly but heard myself talking to one in hiptalk. "I'm glad to see you," he said, and looked away. "Hmn," I mused. The room was small and had a double-decker bed in it, and cooking apparatus: icebox, cabinet, toasters, stove; the hosts seemed to live with room enough only for cooking and sleeping. My remark on this score was under- stood but not appreciated. I was offered refreshments, which I accepted. I ate a sandwich of pure meat; an enormous sandwich of human flesh, I noticed, while I was chewing on it, it also included a dirty a**hole. More company came, including a fluffy female who looked like a princess. She glared at me and said immediately: "I don't like you." turned her head away, and refused to be introduced. I said, "What!" in outrage. "Why you sh**-faced fool!" This got everybody's attention. "Why you narcissistic b**h! How can you decide when you don't even know me," I continued in a violent and messianic voice, inspired at last, dominating the whole room.