Long ago, in a galaxy far far away... extraterrestrials enjoyed German art songs. At some point in history, some presumptuous reporter interpreted their demands with incorrect spelling and totally messed up their reputation. All they care about is classical music, really.

Late one night, Robert Schumann was composing in his living room when he heard a startling knock at the door. He opened it to find the legendary music-thieving alien on his doorstep, with a gun trained on him! Schumann dropped his pen in shock and managed to squeak out, "What do you w-want?" The greedy alien peered past the composer into the candle-lit room strewn with inky manuscripts and grunted, "Take me to your lieder."