The Front Desk - Thursdays Lyrics

      

Thursdays
by The Front Desk

Verse
The preacher man works on Sunday
And takes his Fridays off
That means when Thursday night comes around
He likes to raise a glass aloft

 If you wanna kick it with your preacher friend
Come Thursday night you got to get high
Cuz if you call that fool up later in the weekend
He’ll have to be in bed by nine

Chorus
So now if your buddy calls you up on a Thursday night
You know what’s about to begin
Call up your boss, tell ‘em you gon be late again
On account of your preachin’ friend

 I would never keep a shepherd from his flock
That would be sacrilege
But when I’m rollin solo on a Saturday I get a bit blasphemous

Verse
Friday night and Saturday at best are unforgettable
Those other ones can just be so-so
But if you’re friends with a preachin’ individual
Then Thursday night is the way to go

 Saturday night in Nazareth
Must have been a dull affair
Otherwise Jesus woulda risen one day earlier
To hang out with his buddies there

Chorus
So now if your buddy calls you up on a Thursday night
You know what’s about to begin
Call up your boss, tell ‘em you gon be late again
On account of your preachin’ friend

 I would never keep a shepherd from his flock
That would be sacrilege
But when I’m rollin solo on a Saturday I get a bit blasphemous

Keyboard solo

Drum solo

Chorus
So now if your buddy calls you up on a Thursday night
You know what’s about to begin
Call up your boss, tell ‘em you gon be late again
On account of your preachin’ friend

 I would never keep a shepherd from his flock
That would be sacrilege
But when I’m rollin solo on a Saturday I get a bit blasphemous