Silence! Your tongue hath offended

In a manner most unsplendid

A cacophonous stew of malfeasance brews

Behind your lips

And after this, I must insist that we cease

To reminisce



You shall not see the face today

Communication shall be one way

Sure as the Dark One rules this land

You shall be speaking to the hand



Talk to the hand 'cause the wrist is pissed

This day you shall be dissed



Silence! Please do bestow

And may your words abide in escrow

With that sweet part of man we call the hand

I'll take my stand

Come now let's rediscover

What is known best to the glover



You shall not see the face today

Communication shall be one way

Sure as the Dark One rules this land

You shall be speaking with the hand



Talk to the hand 'cause the wrist is pissed

This day you shall be dissed... Dissed



Down, down below the wrist

There's something that you might've missed

And so it's here that I insist

You turn your attention now to this...



No appointment with the face today

Communication shall be one way

Sure as the Dark One rules this land

You shall speak to the friggin' hand



Talk to the hand 'cause the wrist is pissed

This day you shall be dissed... Dissed... Dissed... Dissed