Arabian Nights [Reprise #3] lyrics

What a room, what a stink

This is doom, don't you think?

As the hours of the night crawl past

You've got rats in your cell

But you'll live with the smell

Till the dawn, when you'll breathe your last

Every tick of the clock

Says get set for the block

And the shock of your awful plight

You should sleep, but you don't

'Cause you know that you won't

See another Arabian night