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All the work of Jerrold Ridenour
Sampling, piano, beats ^
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Time keeps on slipping
It's 1986, baseball cards and garbage pail kids
metal lunch box, still ate cheese whiz
Processed foods but hey we were still kids
Got that capri sun frozen overnight
kept shit cold, still laden with parasites
didn't know no better that's how it is
Thrift store Christmas and Santa? Yeah I doubted him.
Skateboards and bones brigade sweats
shredded tennis shoes from learning new tricks
First kiss? Yeah. her name was Jessica
Life when I was ten, where went the rest of it?
I've got nostalgia coursing through my veins
Memories they slip away, those memories of yesterday
Time keeps on slipping
Memories of yesteryear, those memories they slip away, they slip away. They slip away now, they slip away now. They slip away.
Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping.
Another year gone forever, sipping slush puppies by 7-11
School highlight? It was Oregon Trail dysentery every time it never ever fail
Forging streams and telling tall tales, school of hard knocks, no wonder I'm tough as nails
Calvin and Hobbes sporting Jimmy'z, learning to Ollie and wearing stussy
Casio keyboards and fresh cassette mixes, still use duct tape for half of my fixes.
Fat Boys on the beatbox, booming on the boombox
regret and bad thoughts, all can go kick rocks.
I've got nostalgia coursing through my veins
Memories they slip away, those memories of yesterday.
Time keeps on slipping
Memories of yesteryear, those memories they slip away, they slip away. They slip away now, they slip away now. They slip away.
Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping.
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Tabula Rasa,
released January 20, 2024
Jerrold Ridenour - All of it
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