"What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, huh huh
I was brain-dead, locked out, numb, not up to speed
I thought I'd pegged you an idiot's dream
Tunnel vision from the outsider's screen
I never understood the frequency, huh huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, huh huh
I'd studied your cartoons, radio, music, TV, movies, magazines
Richard said withdrawal in disgust is not the same as apathy
A smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green, huh huh
I never understood the frequency, huh huh
"What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, huh huh
Butterfly decal, rear view mirror, dogging the scene
You smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green, huh huh
I never understood the frequency, huh huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, huh huh
I couldn't understand
You said that irony was the shackles of youth, huh huh
I couldn't understand
You wore a shirt of violent green, huh huh
I couldn't understand
I never understood, don't fuck with me, huh huh
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