They Might Be Giants
Текст песни I Am Not Your Broom

Now, Broom, you must now sweep for me
the dust it fills my room

No, John, I will not sweep for you
for I am not your broom.

What nonsense are you speaking, Broom?
My words you must obey.

Another life awaits me and I'm leaving you today
I am not your broom, I am not your broom
I've had enough, I'm throwing off my chains of servitude
I am not your broom, I am not your broom
no longer must I sweep for you for I am not your broom

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