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1. |
Run
02:58
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Run, child
Grab your heart before it’s defiled
And your memories go and run wild
And your mind is lost at sea
Run, fast
Hold your breath and let the sun past
There’s a chance you won’t end up last
(Ten, nine, eight)
If you run as fast as me
(seven, six, five, four, three, two, one)
Run, away
That’s what they say you do anyway
You were never made to settle down and stay
So just let yourself be free
Run, now
To the finish line and take a bow
The only ending that you will allow
The one you’ll never see
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2. |
One of Those Days
04:00
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It’s just one of those days
You gotta get up for work
You really hate your job
And your boss is a jerk
You get in line for a coffee
In your wallet there’s a five and a dime
But you’re saving up to fly to Hawaii
You wonder when you’ll ever get the time
But the sun’s still shining
Your smile is beaming
And as you’re driving
Your heart is dreaming
About the day that
You get up and fly awaaay
Monday it’s just one of those days and
Tuesday it’s just one of those days and
Wednesday it’s just one of those days and
Thursday it’s just one of those days
Don’t you ever get so bored
Everything’s a chore
And you’re peeking behind closed doors
Well, no I don’t
I’ve still got so many places to go.
Friday is the last of those days and
Saturday is your favorite day and
Sunday we all go and pray and say
God can’t we have one more day?
The world will leave you behind
If you say in your mind
Each day’s just a waste of time
You gotta write your own way
Today’s more than just one of those days
You got lots of dreams
But no time for sleep
Breaking all your seams
And the repair’s not cheap
The day is over as it started
With a little hesitation in your mind
About the pleasant little past that you departed
For the future that is leaving you behind
But the sun’s still shining
Your smile is beaming
And as you’re driving
Your heart is dreaming
About the day that
You get up and fly awaaay
Monday it’s just one of those days and
Tuesday it’s just one of those days and
Wednesday it’s just one of those days and
Thursday it’s just one of those days
Don’t you ever get so bored
Everything’s a chore
And you’re peeking behind closed doors
Well, no I don’t
I’ve still got so many places to go.
Friday is the last of those days and
Saturday is your favorite day and
Sunday we all go and pray and say
God can’t we have one more day?
The world will leave you behind
If you say in your mind
Each day’s just a waste of time
You gotta write your own way
Today’s more than just one of those days
It’s just one of those days
Everything goes wrong
You don’t know if you should cry or scream or breathe
So you put it in a song
You don’t know why you do it
Cause you don’t let ‘em listen anyway
But it helps just a little getting through it
Helps make it more than one of those days
More than one of those days
More than one of those
Monday it’s just one of those days and
Tuesday it’s just one of those days and
Wednesday it’s just one of those days and
Thursday it’s just one of those days
Don’t you ever get so bored
Everything’s a chore
And you’re peeking behind closed doors
Well, no I don’t
I’ve still got so many places to go.
Friday is the last of those days and
Saturday is your favorite day and
Sunday we all go and pray and say
God can’t we have one more day?
The world will leave you behind
If you say in your mind
Each day’s just a waste of time
You gotta write your own way
Today’s more than just one of those days
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3. |
(If) I Missed You
04:40
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So I was walking to the corner store
Didn’t want to get anything
Just wanted to clear my head
Just wanted to get out of bed
But I
Passed a younger student on their first day of class
They looked so hopeful and loving and full of life
They reminded me a lot of us
I couldn’t help but laugh
You probably don’t remember what you did to
Earn your place in the seventh circle of hell of my mind, well
Good for you,
Forgetting must be kind,
But
It’s here to stay with me,
Like a nightmare that I’ll never wake from
Like a breakup song there’s no escape song
I am drowning
Hold me close
Hold me tight
Block them all out and tell me it’s all right
Love me the most
All through the night
Together, forever--
Yeeah, that’s what I’d say if I
Missed you
Yeah if I missed you
But it’s not an issue
Don’t get me a tissue
There’s no tears to dry
No I don’t miss you
You are just pissed I asked you to leave
Don’t call me naive
Cause I didn’t grieve over you
It’s not my fault
I don’t miss
You
I was hoping just as much as you
That our story would go differently
That our love would be eternity
That I wouldn’t lose my sanity
But I
Placed too much face in the idea that
You were right about everybody hating me that
You could handle something just slightly more complicated
Than walking and talking at the same time
Or breathing
You probably never noticed all the times that I laid down
And cried and cried and cried cause you just
Prided yourself on keeping my tongue tied
While I would bide my time
Well I collected all those tears
And I put them in a jar the size of the ocean
And I taught myself how to swim
Cause I was drowning
Hold me close
Hold me tight
Block them all out and tell me it’s all right
Love me the most
All through the night
Together, forever--
Yeeah, that’s what I’d say if I
Missed you
Yeah if I missed you
But it’s not an issue
Don’t get me a tissue
There’s no tears to dry
No I don’t miss you
(Hold me close
Hold me tight)
You are just pissed I asked you to leave
(Block them all out and tell me it’s all right)
Don’t call me naive
Cause I didn’t grieve over you
Love me the most
All through the night
It’s not my fault
I don’t miss
Together, forever)
You
Yeeah, that’s what I’d say if I
Missed you
Yeah if I missed you
But it’s not an issue
Don’t get me a tissue
There’s no tears to dry
No I don’t miss you
(Hold me close
Hold me tight)
You are just pissed I asked you to leave
(Block them all out and tell me it’s all right)
Don’t call me naive
Cause I didn’t grieve over you
Love me the most
All through the night
It’s not my fault
I don’t miss
Together, forever)
You
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4. |
Suicide Pact
04:04
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Wake up
(Goddamn)
Tell me where I gotta go
Tell me what I gotta drink and gotta think and gotta know
If my chip falls off just put it back on
My shoulder is small but my arms are strong
I’ll breathe sixteenths and honk to the rhythm
And when my neighbor yells, I’ll yell back with him
Tell me if it’s safe to cross the street and when to find new
music or to put it on repeat
You see I
Have no opinions or thoughts hereby I’m a
Happy middle ground just trying every moment not to
Get tangled up in a murderous apocalypse the
Prophet’s apocryphal bucket list, Beelz’ accomplices
But I’m not here for a zombie revolution or
Nuclear war or mother nature’s human absolution
Nah
Hard choices, hard knocks
Throwing hard rocks
If it happens, just pull the plug and let it go [beep]
Instrumental
I-I’ve, got a little bit of life left,
Seven by three down, two score to see, if
I-I get a little ambitious, I might bump it up to three
But all this
Ti-ime is getting in the way of
Finding my fate with my fadin’ fantasy
Ooh
Mama said clean up your act now,
Run from the suicide pact
Wake up
(Again?)
Tell me something that’ll sting
Yeah my skin is made of felt, and my muscle’s made of string
If I talk too fast then the words won’t match
With the others that were ordered from the 22nd batch
My limbs are very bendy
And I’m advertiser friendly
And I’m trying so intently
Just to keep you needing plenty
Of my trendy little frenzy
That my plushy body feeds
To the diligent assembly
That is constantly in need
I’ll keep walking till it’s time for me to run
Tell me if you’re having fun or getting too close to the sun
My wings won’t melt when I’m flying towards you
Cause my stitchin’s really tight and I got lots of glue
Cause I’m not here for a zombie revolution or
Nuclear war or mother nature’s human absolution
Nah
Hard choices, hard knocks
Throwing hard rocks
If it happens, just pull the plug and let it go [beep]
I-I’ve, got a little bit of life left,
Seven by three down, two score to see, if
I-I get a little ambitious, I might bump it up to three
But all this
Ti-ime is getting in the way of
(Ti-ime is fading)
Finding my fate with my fadin’ fantasy
(Close and fading)
Ooh
Mama said clean up your act now,
(Mama said clean up)
Run from the suicide pact
[ (Drink the Kool-Aid)
(Time to get played)
(Chuck the rules you made out the window)
(Don’t be dismayed)
(Everyone stayed)
(Fuck it up and let the bodies hit the floor) ]x4
Maybe the point is that there is no middle ground
No way to get around our little hell safe and sound
We’re all tangled up in a murderous apocalypse
The prophet’s apocryphal bucket list, Beelz’ accomplices
So if we’re stuck in a zombie revolution or
Nuclear war or mother nature’s human absolution
And surviving is the only thing that we can do
Let’s survive then, me and you.
Instrumental
I-I’ve, got a little bit of life left,
Seven by three--
*cough, cough*
Sorry, sorry
I-I’ve, got a little bit of life left,
Seven by three down, two score to see, if
I-I get a little ambitious, I might bump it up to three
But all this
Ti-ime is getting in the way of
(Ti-ime is fading)
Finding my fate with my fadin’ fantasy
(Close and fading)
Ooh
Mama said clean up your act now,
(Mama said clean up)
Run from the suicide pact
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5. |
Who Do I Love
04:11
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Look at me
Look at everything I could be
Look at all the plans I’ve made
And the hands I’ve played
Now my tickets paid, I’mma get out of here
They’ve got time
There’s no point wasting mine
I’ve been working so damn hard
Gonna fly so far
Aiming at the stars and I’m out of here
But what of all the love I leave behind
And what could have been
Two roads diverged but there’s just one of me
Where do I even begin
Who do I love
When the birds stop flying up above
And the sun stops rising in the east
Productivity has ceased
But that doesn’t in the least
Stop me asking the question
Who do I love
When the clouds stop rolling through the sky
And the wolves stop howling at the moon
Need to figure out my tune
And I gotta do it soon
So keep asking the question
Who do I love
Look at them
Look at all the life they’ve lent
Look at the love they gave me
The scars they saved
And I have the nerve to get out of here
I could stay
This was my life anyway
And it was through help with them
And so in the end
It won’t matter if I got out of here
But what of all the hope I leave behind
And what could have been
Two roads diverged but there’s just one of me
How could I possibly choose then
Who do I love
When the birds stop flying up above
And the sun stops rising in the east
Productivity has ceased
But that doesn’t in the least
Stop me asking the question
Who do I love
When the clouds stop rolling through the sky
And the wolves stop howling at the moon
Need to figure out my tune
And I gotta do it soon
So keep asking the question
Who do I love
They ask you
What you wanna be when you grow up
but never tell you that the question and the answer
To the game are rigged
They mean well but I can tell you if I wanna win the prize
Then I gotta keep my eyes on it
So I put
Love into music and to movies and the little things that
Can’t get angry with me when I take it back
Everyone supports your dreams but there’s a guilt you feel cause
You know you won’t always be around to have their back
They say that
love is unconditional the thought is unoriginal but everyone I care for
Seems to follow that additionally
They have put the effort into climbing all my
walls without complaints and helping me go through it all
So in the
End am I just meant to stay and show all my appreciation or do
I bounce off of it and use it to break free and do I build a better
future try to make them proud of me or take a breather just do neither cause
I can’t choose
Who do I love
When the birds stop flying up above
And the sun stops rising in the east
Productivity has ceased
But that doesn’t in the least
Stop me asking the question
Who do I love
When the clouds stop rolling through the sky
And the wolves stop howling at the moon
Need to figure out my tune
And I gotta do it soon
So keep asking the question
Who do I love
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John Greska Chicago, Illinois
"Every flower, every grain of sand, is reaching out to shake my hand." - Spongebob
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