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The rat men accused me of not liking stench
Of not liking garbage, of not liking their squeals
Of not liking to eat dirt. For days they argued
Considering the question from every angle
Finally they condemned me
You don't like stench, you don't like garbage
You don't like our squeals;
You don't like to eat dirt
Nightmare was written by Hanns Eisler.