"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, rearview 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