1.What's The Frequency , Kenneth ？(Radio Version)
Lyricist：Bill BerryBMichael StipeBMike MillsBPeter Buck
Writer(s)：Bill BerryBMichael StipeBMike MillsBPeter Buck
'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 violent green, uh-huh
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
'What's the frequency, Kenneth？' is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
Butterfly decal, rearview mirror, dogging the scene
You smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
You said that irony was the shackles of youth, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
I never understood, don't fuck with me, uh-huh
2.Monty Got A Raw Deal(Live)
Lyricist：Bill BerryBMichael StipeBMike MillsBPeter Buck
Writer(s)：Bill BerryBMichael StipeBMike MillsBPeter Buck
Monty this seems strange to me.
The movies had that movie thing,
but nonsense has a welcome ring
and heroes don't come easy.
Now, nonsense isn't new to me.
I know my head, I know my feet,
but mischief knocked me in the knees.
Said, Just let go. Just let go.
I saw the ocean meet the man.
I saw you buried in the sand.
A friend was there to hold your hand,
Said, Walk on by.
So, I went walking through the street.
I saw you strung up in a tree.
A woman knelt there said to me,
said, Hold your tongue, man. Hold your tongue.
You don't owe me anything.
for the silver screen.
That nonsense doesn't mean a thing,
they tried to bust you in a sting,
but virtue isn't everything
so, don't waste time.
Now, here's a rhyme that you can steal.
Put this on your reel to reel.
Mischief threw a rotten deal.
Monty's laying low, man.
He is laying low.
Just let go, y'all.
Just let go.
You don't owe me anything.
Monty this seems strange to me.
3.Everybody Hurts(Live)(Athens , Ga 92)
Lyricist：Bill BerryBMichael StipeBMike MillsBPeter Buck
Writer(s)：Bill BerryBMichael StipeBMike MillsBPeter Buck
When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,
when you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on.
Don't let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts
sometimes.
Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along.
When your day is night alone,(hold on, hold on)
if you feel like letting go,(hold on)
when you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on.
Everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends.
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your
hand.
If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone
If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are
long,
when you think you've had too much of this life to hang on.
Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes.
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on.
Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on. Hold on, hold on.
4.Man On The Moon(Live)(Athens , Ga 92)
Lyricist：Bill BerryBMichael StipeBMike MillsBPeter Buck
Writer(s)：Bill BerryBMichael StipeBMike MillsBPeter Buck
Mott the Hoople and the game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Let's play Twister, let's play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
See you heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, Andy did you hear about this one？ Tell me, are you locked
in the punch？
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis？ Hey, baby. Are we losing
touch？
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is
cool.
Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
Hey Andy did you hear about this one？ Tell me, are you locked in
the punch？
Hey, Andy are you goofing on Elvis？ Hey, baby. Are you having
fun？
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is
cool.
Here's a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
Here's a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey Andy did you hear about this one？ Tell me, are you locked in
the punch？
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby, are we losing
touch？
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is
cool.
| 
