R. Stevie Moore
No Talking
There's a different kind of sound in the hallway
And everyone's afraid to move
And someone looks at someone but he cannot say
What is on his mind
No talking
No talking
They put it in the rules today
They won't let us talk
They won't let us walk
They must want us to fade away
If you come up to me with a message
You've got something important to say
You better hold it in or they'll beat you up
Write it on my notebook
No talking
No talking
They put it in the rules today
They won't let us talk
They won't let us walk
They must want us to fade away
No talking
No talking
They put it in the rules today
They won't let us talk
They won't let us walk
They must want us to fade away