What's The Frequency, Kenneth?

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