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“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 screen
I never understood the frequency, uh-huhYou wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh
I’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 youth
You 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 youth
You 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 understand
You 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
R.E.M. – What’s The Frequency, Kenneth?
R.E.M. – What’s The Frequency, Kenneth?
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