R.E.M. – What’s The Frequency, Kenneth?
INTRO
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VERSE 1
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“What’s the frequency, Kenneth?” Is your Benzedrine, uh-huh.
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I was brain-dead, locked out, numb, not up to speed.
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I thought I pegged you an idiot’s dream.
G A
Tunnel vision from the insider’s screen.
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I never understood the frequency, uh-huh.
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You wore our expectations like an armoured suit, uh-huh.
VERSE 2
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I’d studied you’re cartoons, radio, music, TV, movies, magazines.
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Richard said, “withdraw in disgust is not the same as apathy.”
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A smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth.
G A
You said that irony was the shackles of youth.
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You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh.
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I never understood the frequency, uh-huh.
INSTRUMENTAL [BUCK'S NEW VERSION, NOT FROM THE ORIGINAL RECORD]
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VERSE 3
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“What’s the frequency, Kenneth?” Is your Benzedrine, uh-huh.
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Butterfly decal, rear-view mirror, dogging the scene.
G A
You smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth.
G A
You said that irony was the shackles of youth.
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You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh.
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I never understood the frequency, uh-huh.
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You wore our expectations like an armoured suit, uh-huh.
VERSE 4
G A
I couldn’t understand.
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You said that irony was the shackled of youth, uh-huh.
G A
I couldn’t understand.
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You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh.
G A
I couldn’t understand.
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I never understood, don’t fuck with me, uh-huh.
