Whats The Frequency Kenneth Cifras para ukulele

Intro:  | D  A | G | D  A | G |  (the "A" chord is just played once)
 
 
A           D          Bm                G              A       D   A   G
"What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
A     D           Bm         G               A         D       Bm    E
I was brain-dead, locked out, numb, not up to speed
G                           A
I thought I'd pegged you an idiot's dream
G                      A
Tunnel vision from the outsider's screen
D       A          D      G         A      A    G    A
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
D            A                    D       G        A    A    G    A    D
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh
 
 
A                D         Bm            G           A         D  A *Fill1  G
I'd studied your cartoons, radio, music, tv, movies, magazines
A       D                    Bm                 G          A    D  Bm *Fill2  E
Richard said, "Withdrawal in disgust is not the same as apathy"
G                         A
A smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
G                           A
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
D          A        D       G         A      A    G    A
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
D       A          D      G          A      A    G    A
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
 
 
[Solo]
Bm    A   x3
A   A   G   A
 
 
 
A           D          Bm                G              A   D  A  *Fill1   G
"What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
A         D      Bm               G           A         D    Bm  *Fill2   E
Butterfly decal, rearview 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
D          A        D       G         A         A    G    A
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
D       A          D      G          A          A    G    A
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
D            A                    D       G        A       A
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh
G          A
I couldn't understand
D             A             D           G         A        A
You said that irony was the shackles of youth, uh-huh
G          A
I couldn't understand
D          A        D       G         A         A
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
G          A
I couldn't understand
D       A          D       G         A          A    G    A
I never understood, don't fuck with me, uh-huh
 
End on D
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