text:  Turn on my V-sync, sing for a half a year. Just around the time I show, sing a tape I had for years. I sit in my old car, sing for a half a year. All batteries running down, move out for years and years. Turn on the radio, the static hurts my ears. Tell me where would I go, I ain't been out in years. Turn on the stereo, sing for years and years. The road is very slow.