"What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huhI was brain-dead, locked out, numb, not up to speedI thought I'd pegged you an idiot's dreamTunnel vision from the outsider's screenI never understood the frequency, uh-huhYou wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huhI'd studied your cartoons, radio, music, tv, movies, magazinesRichard said, "Withdrawal in disgust is not the same as apathy"A smile like the cartoon, tooth for a toothYou said that irony was the shackles of youthYou wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huhI never understood the frequency, uh-huh"What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huhButterfly decal, rearview mirror, dogging the sceneYou smile like the cartoon, tooth for a toothYou said that irony was the shackles of youthYou wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huhI never understood the frequency, uh-huhYou wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huhI couldn't understandYou said that irony was the shackles of youth, uh-huhI couldn't understandYou wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huhI couldn't understandI never understood, don't fuck with me, uh-huh
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