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