Текст (слова) песни: They Might Be Giants - 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