[Intro — Thunder, electric crackling] One broken handle... Two broken heads... A little electricity... And something from the dead! [Verse 1] I found a broom in the basement hall, Its handle snapped, its bristles small. Another lay beside the door, And three more on the storage floor. I took some wire, I took some glue, A rusty screw and a bolt or two. I raised my creation toward the moon— And lightning struck my Frankenbroom! [Pre-Chorus — Rising strings] The thunder roared! The rafters shook! The safety inspector wouldn't look! [Chorus] Frankenbroom! Frankenbroom! Sweep away the midnight gloom! Left and right, across the room, Make some space for Frankenbroom! It's alive! (It's alive!) Watch those crazy bristles jive! Frankenbroom! Frankenbroom! He's the monster with a broom! [Verse 2] His left side swept, his right side scratched, His bristles were a little mismatched. One head pointed toward the sky, The other swept the ceiling high. He couldn't talk, he couldn't sing, But boy, that broom could do the swing! He swept the cobwebs off the wall, Then swept the dancers from the hall! [Pre-Chorus] A little crooked, slightly strange, But what a supernatural change! [Chorus] Frankenbroom! Frankenbroom! Sweep away the midnight gloom! Left and right, across the room, Make some space for Frankenbroom! It's alive! (It's alive!) Watch those crazy bristles jive! Frankenbroom! Frankenbroom! He's the monster with a broom! [Bridge — Spoken dialogue over funky bass] "Frankenbroom! Sweep the floor!" [Electric crackle] "Not the ceiling! The FLOOR!" [Female voices] Sweep it left! Sweep it right! Sweep those cobwebs out of sight! [Male voice] He may be made of broken sticks, But watch that monster do his tricks! [Final Chorus — Big harmonies] Frankenbroom! Frankenbroom! Disco dancing through the gloom! Hear those thunderbolts go boom! Everybody loves Frankenbroom! [Outro — Thunder fades] "It's alive!" "And... it's making quite a mess."
