Out of the blue
No need to wipe your feet
the welcome mat's not there.
But just take care
before you dar to
step inside my door.
Something unbelievable
has happened to the floor.
These rooms won't give you shelter.
They're open to the air.
The upper storey's out of reach,
the striar's no longer there.
For reasons beyond all understanding,
you've blown my house apart.
You've set me free
(to let you know
you've planted
everlasting hatred in my heart)
You've planted
everlasting hatred in my heart.
Robert Wyatt, ComicOpera, 2007
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