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