Broom People Lyrics - The Mountain Goats
'36 Hudson in the garage
All sorts of junk in the unattached spare room
Dishes in the kitchen sink
New straw for the old broom
Friends who don't have a clue
Well-meaning teachers
But down in your arms, in your arms
I am a wild creature
Floor two-foot high with newspapers
White carpet thick with pet hair
Half-eaten gallons of ice cream in the freezer
Fresh fuel for the sodium flares
I write down good reasons to freeze to death
In my spiral ring notebook
But in the long tresses of your hair
I am a babbling brook
All sorts of junk in the unattached spare room
Dishes in the kitchen sink
New straw for the old broom
Friends who don't have a clue
Well-meaning teachers
But down in your arms, in your arms
I am a wild creature
Floor two-foot high with newspapers
White carpet thick with pet hair
Half-eaten gallons of ice cream in the freezer
Fresh fuel for the sodium flares
I write down good reasons to freeze to death
In my spiral ring notebook
But in the long tresses of your hair
I am a babbling brook
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