Could you talk less, be a friend,
Why do you talk on without end?
The television can't hear speaking,
Your mike is keyed when you're sleeping.
Your emmissions keep a chantin' in my brain,
Won't refrain.
Please make less sound, more silence.

Some breathless screams would quell the tone,
Talkin' more than telephone.
When you bellow could your mouth I clamp?
But on you holler, and my ears are cramped.
Don't know why you gab, you talk trash well into the night,
Of things so trite,
Please make less sound, more silence.

I'd like to tighen up your jaw,
Been mouthin' feeble really bore.
Feeble talking you're not speaking,
No one's hearing no one's listening.
You drone on so long, your noises I can't bare.
And no one's spared,
Please make less sound, more silence.

Bull does fly out your mouth so,
Silence please, your answer's no.
Quell your words, I so beseech you,
Tired yarn, when is your speech through?
And your words, like psychic brain drops dwell,
And bellows.
So please jell, make silence.

You're so anal, loud and swayed,
Way past be-yond odd I'd say.
Moan and whine, sass and yell storming,
Quell your words, it's your last warning.
Like the mime said, no words does he talketh or emittin', he in no way calls,
So cement your jaws.
Or sister *, they'll be rounds of violence.