What's The Frequency, Kenneth?

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