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