Park Bench
by The Claudettes
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lyrics
PARK BENCH
They're gettin' so far ahead, I'm falling too far behind
I don't want what's mine, I must be out of my head
Some days…oooh….oooh…
And I'm not even close to getting what I desire
There's a dwindling fire, can we drive up the coast
Some day?
Every town I travel to I try to find the perfect park bench
Envisioning a far-off afternoon
When we meet, you think, for coffee, but then
But then, I say…
It's surprisingly cold for this time of the season
Only I know the reason, only you will be told
Some day
Every European city that I get to go to makes a case
To be the setting of the final scene
Of a film I think is definitely French
It ends on a park bench
And there's love all around me
But some days…
That's all I can say
But some day, some day…
Ooh….
They're gettin' so far ahead, I'm falling too far behind
I don't want what's mine, I must be out of my head
Some days…oooh….oooh…
And I'm not even close to getting what I desire
There's a dwindling fire, can we drive up the coast
Some day?
Every town I travel to I try to find the perfect park bench
Envisioning a far-off afternoon
When we meet, you think, for coffee, but then
But then, I say…
It's surprisingly cold for this time of the season
Only I know the reason, only you will be told
Some day
Every European city that I get to go to makes a case
To be the setting of the final scene
Of a film I think is definitely French
It ends on a park bench
And there's love all around me
But some days…
That's all I can say
But some day, some day…
Ooh….
credits
released May 13, 2022
Music and lyrics by Brian Berkowitz (Johnny Iguana)
(OM God Music, ASCAP)
Piano and pump organ: Johnny Iguana
Guitar and bass: Zach Verdoorn
Vocals: Berit Ulseth
Drums and percussion: Michael Caskey
Cello: Nora Barton
Violin and viola: Andra Kulans
Engineered by Anthony Gravino at the Drake, Chicago, IL
Mixed by Kevin Killen in New York, NY
Mastered by Joe La Porta at Sterling Sound, Edgewater, NJ
Music and lyrics by Brian Berkowitz (Johnny Iguana)
(OM God Music, ASCAP)
Piano and pump organ: Johnny Iguana
Guitar and bass: Zach Verdoorn
Vocals: Berit Ulseth
Drums and percussion: Michael Caskey
Cello: Nora Barton
Violin and viola: Andra Kulans
Engineered by Anthony Gravino at the Drake, Chicago, IL
Mixed by Kevin Killen in New York, NY
Mastered by Joe La Porta at Sterling Sound, Edgewater, NJ
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The Claudettes Chicago, Illinois
The Claudettes stare down dark personal and national moods, seizing high times on the road and on their best album yet. Piano is still the core of the Claudettes' music, but Berit Ulseth's sublime vocals steal the spotlight on the band's fifth release. Produced by Grammy winner Ted Hutt, this richly atmospheric album conjures images of Julie London and Allen Toussaint in a '60s hot-rod band. ... more
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