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The Apprentice

"The Apprentice" Lyrics by December Flower

Oh my old master left me alone

It’s time to unleash thee

To my will they shall obey

Spirits you’ll be freed

Go, I say

Go on your way

Do not tarry

Water carry

Let it flow abundantly

And prepare a bath for me

Come on now, old broom, get dressed

These rags will do just fine

You’re a slave in any case

And today you will be mine

To the bank he’s running fast

Quick as lightning to the river

Now he’s filling cup for cup

Can’t stop the deliver

Stop stand still

Heed my will

I’ve enough

Of that stuff

I’ve forgotten – woe is me

What the magic word may be

Is the end

Not in sight?

I will grab you

Hold you tight

With my axe, I split the brittle

Old wood smartly, down the middle

And they’re running wet and wetter

Get the stairs, the room, the hall

What a deluge, what a flood

Lord and master hear my call

Back now broom

Down the floor

Be as thou

Were before

Until I, the old master

Call thee forth, to serve once more

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