What's the frequency, Kenneth?' is your Benzedrine, uh-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, uh-huh
   You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-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, uh-huh
   I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
  
   'What's the frequency, Kenneth?' is your Benzedrine, uh-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, uh-huh
   I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
   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