I couldn't understand
I never understood the frequency
You wore our expectations like an armored suit
I was brain dead, locked out, numb, not up to speed
You wore a shirt of violent green
You wore a shirt of violent green
Butterfly decal, rearview mirror, dogging the scene
I couldn't understand
Songwriters: William Berry, Peter Buck, Mike Mills, Michael Stipe
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You smile like a cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You wore our expectations like an armored suit
"What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine
Tunnel vision from the outsider's screen
I never understood the frequency
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
I never understood don't fuck with me
I thought I'd pegged you an idiot's dream
Richard said, "Withdrawal in disgust is not the same as apathy"
I never understood the frequency
"What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine
You wore a shirt of violent green
I'd studied your cartoons, radio, music, T.V, movies, magazines
Publisher: NIGHT GARDEN MUSIC
A smile like a cartoon, tooth for a tooth
I couldn't understand