Shelves of Pain

[Verse] Got these shelves in the living room, ain’t they grand? But the surface is rougher than I ever planned Architect said use acra-sand, it’ll do the trick But all it does is make my fingers bleed and stick [Verse 2] Every time I touch ‘em, I end up in a fight With splinters and dust, oh what a terrible sight Caught in a cleaning nightmare, can't get them clean These shelves are the roughest I’ve ever seen [Chorus] Oh Mr. Architect, what have you done? Turned a simple job into a son of a gun Wanted something special, but now it’s a mess My bleeding fingers and I, we digress [Verse 3] Bought the best cleaners, scrubbed day and night But that acra-sand surface just won’t get bright Dust clings to those edges, sharp as a knife Wonderin' if these shelves’ll cost me my life [Verse 4] Neighbors came to see what’s the hullabaloo Laughed when they saw me in the cleaning crew Said, “Boy, those shelves are a terrible plan,” Thank you very much, Mr. Architect man [Chorus] Oh Mr. Architect, what have you done? Turned a simple job into a son of a gun Wanted something special, but now it’s a mess My bleeding fingers and I, we digress