Arabian Nights (Reprise #3)
What a room, what a stinkThis is doom, don't you think?As the hours of the night crawl pastYou've got rats in your cellBut you'll live with the smellTill the dawn, when you'll breathe your lastEvery tick of the clockSays get set for the blockAnd the shock of your awful plightYou should sleep, but you don't'Cause you know that you won'tSee another Arabian night