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