Hey
Yeah

One of the chores that I doubt I will ever like, that's my truth, yeah
To be fair, it's not like this feelin's only mine, a shared truth, yeah
Whether it's nerd stuff on display or super fancy china plates
Havin' to do it is a pain, such a pain

So dusty, have to dust my shelf but my progress isn't goin' well
Hey, have to dust my shelf, I should want to, it ain't lookin' swell (so dusty)
Damn stupid shelf, think I'd rather find a corpse to smell
Crampin' hands left and right, so dusty
Have to dust my shelf since it kinda does look gross as hell
Hey, have to dust my shelf but my speed at that is far from swell (so dusty)
Damn stupid shelf, think I'd rather kick a loaded shell
Huge pain in my behind, so dusty

Gets in my mouth and nose, so all that dust should go, it sounds true, yeah
But that shit gets kicked up by just pickin' stuff up, also true, yeah
So though it's aesthetic'lly worse, the hackin' coughs that really hurt
Aren't all that diff'rent, one's less work, so that works

So dusty, have to dust my shelf, my expensive stuff ain't lookin' well
Hey, have to dust my shelf but my lungs aren't feelin' really swell (so dusty)
Damn stupid shelf, think I'd rather jump into a well
Takes so much of my time, so dusty
Have to dust my shelf, keep my fancy objects lookin' well
Hey, have to dust my shelf but my wrist is super cramped as hell (so dusty)
Damn stupid shelf, think I'd rather ring a gun nut's bell
Bit much but it feels right, so dusty
Ah-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-ah (hey)
Ah-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-ah (so dusty)
Ah-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-ah
Days I've skipped it climb high (the dust)

Hey-ee-yeah-eah, yeah
The singular ain't the right frame for my pain, ooh-ooh-ooh-oh

So dusty, have to dust my shelves, it ain't just the one that isn't well (that isn't well)
Hey, have to dust my shelves, double digits of 'em, that ain't swell (no, that ain't swell) (so dusty)
Damn stupid shelves, think I'd rather donate all my cells (all of my cells)
Whatever ones they'd like, so dusty
Have to dust my shelves, hopin' that my rag ain't lookin' well (ain't lookin' well)
Hey, have to dust my shelves (no, it ain't lookin' swell), if I can't then I'd say that that's swell (so dusty)
Damn stupid shelves, think I'd rather not, I think it's hell (I think it's hell)
There's no reason to lie, so dusty
Ah-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-ah (looks gross as hell)
Ah-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-ah (the job is hell)
Ah-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-ah (two paths, both hell)
Not good at it, no lie, so dusty