Lyrics:

'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 armoured 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