'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...
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