Rem - Whats The Frequency Kenneth - аккорды

[ Предположительная тональность: D ]

Intro:  ( D  A- G ) x2

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               G                      A
 I thought I'd pegged you an idiot's dream, 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 (hold)
 You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh

A                  D                Bm         G            A D  A G
 I'd studied your cartoons, radio, music, TV, movies, magazines
A                D               Bm               G           A D  Bm E
 Richard said, "Withdrawal in disgust is not the same as apathy"
    G                        A               G                              A
 A smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth, 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    D (hold)
 I never understood the frequency, uh-huh

Solo:  (Bm  A) x3  A   G A  D (hold)

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
 Butterfly decal, rearview mirror, dogging the scene
       G                      A               G                               A
 You smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth, 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  G                  A
 You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh,   I couldn't understand
D              A               D          G         A  A  G                  A
 You said that irony was the shackles of youth, uh-huh,    I couldn't understand
D             A       D        G        A  A G                  A
 You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh,   I couldn't understand
D        A            D              G       A  A    G A D
 I never understood, don't fuck with me, uh-huh