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Thursday is a post-hardcore band, formed in New Brunswick, New Jersey, in 1997. The band consisted of Geoff Rickly (lead vocals), Tom Keeley (lead guitar, backing vocals), Steve Pedulla (rhythm guitar, backing vocals), Tim Payne (bass guitar), Andrew Everding (keyboards, backing vocals), and Tucker Rule (drums).
Thursday released their debut album, Waiting, in late 1999 with original guitarist Bill Henderson, who left the band in 2000 and was replaced by Steve Pedulla. Read Full BioThursday is a post-hardcore band, formed in New Brunswick, New Jersey, in 1997. The band consisted of Geoff Rickly (lead vocals), Tom Keeley (lead guitar, backing vocals), Steve Pedulla (rhythm guitar, backing vocals), Tim Payne (bass guitar), Andrew Everding (keyboards, backing vocals), and Tucker Rule (drums).
Thursday released their debut album, Waiting, in late 1999 with original guitarist Bill Henderson, who left the band in 2000 and was replaced by Steve Pedulla. The band gained popularity with the release of their second album, Full Collapse, in 2001, and released their third album and major label debut, War All the Time, in 2003, which reached number seven on the US Billboard Top 200 Albums chart. Thursday released their fourth album, A City by the Light Divided, in 2006, and two further albums, Common Existence and No Devolución, before announcing an indefinite hiatus in 2011. In a January 2013 interview, Geoff Rickly confirmed that the band had actually disbanded. However, the band announced a reunion in 2016. Their reunion would conclude with a performance at Saint Vitus in Brooklyn, NY in March 2019.
The band has been considered influential to the post-hardcore music scene in the 2000s, and is credited as one of the key bands to popularize the darker emo sound and screaming vocals which came to prominence at the time.
Thursday released their debut album, Waiting, in late 1999 with original guitarist Bill Henderson, who left the band in 2000 and was replaced by Steve Pedulla. Read Full BioThursday is a post-hardcore band, formed in New Brunswick, New Jersey, in 1997. The band consisted of Geoff Rickly (lead vocals), Tom Keeley (lead guitar, backing vocals), Steve Pedulla (rhythm guitar, backing vocals), Tim Payne (bass guitar), Andrew Everding (keyboards, backing vocals), and Tucker Rule (drums).
Thursday released their debut album, Waiting, in late 1999 with original guitarist Bill Henderson, who left the band in 2000 and was replaced by Steve Pedulla. The band gained popularity with the release of their second album, Full Collapse, in 2001, and released their third album and major label debut, War All the Time, in 2003, which reached number seven on the US Billboard Top 200 Albums chart. Thursday released their fourth album, A City by the Light Divided, in 2006, and two further albums, Common Existence and No Devolución, before announcing an indefinite hiatus in 2011. In a January 2013 interview, Geoff Rickly confirmed that the band had actually disbanded. However, the band announced a reunion in 2016. Their reunion would conclude with a performance at Saint Vitus in Brooklyn, NY in March 2019.
The band has been considered influential to the post-hardcore music scene in the 2000s, and is credited as one of the key bands to popularize the darker emo sound and screaming vocals which came to prominence at the time.
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Counting 5-4-3-2-1
by Thursday
5-4-3-2-1 Lets start a fire.
Burn this town from inside out.
Till no ones left alive.
And you can't feel the rhythm of your steps when you hit the street.
Sixteen is so far away from here, when you're counting every step.
5-4-3-2 what are you waiting for?
The train is catching up, keep on running don't look back.
Cause its 10-9-8-7 everybody's coming to burn this city, burn this city down tonight.
Leave it all behind.
All his life he lived in this same house.
Same white fence surrounding him, he swore he would get out.
But he can't cause his foot got caught in between in the rails.
And all his friends were all up ahead
They can't hear him yelling, yelling for some help.
And it's much too late to call the doctor now.
This town is full of sympathies, we're drowning in it all.
5-4-3-2 What are you waiting for?
The train is catching up, keep on running don't look back.
Cause its 10-9-8-7 everybody's yelling to burn this city, burn this city down tonight.
Leave it all behind.
This is the sound of the gate coming down, no flashing lights, no warning.
When we press our ears to the ground we feel the shake.
But it's under the skin, so we welt like violets.
Can't get up, to put the petals in their place.
5-4-3-2 What are you waiting for?
Burn this city, burn this city tonight.
Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
by Thursday
5-4-3-2-1 Lets start a fire.
Burn this town from inside out.
Till no ones left alive.
And you can't feel the rhythm of your steps when you hit the street.
Sixteen is so far away from here, when you're counting every step.
5-4-3-2 what are you waiting for?
The train is catching up, keep on running don't look back.
Cause its 10-9-8-7 everybody's coming to burn this city, burn this city down tonight.
Leave it all behind.
All his life he lived in this same house.
Same white fence surrounding him, he swore he would get out.
But he can't cause his foot got caught in between in the rails.
And all his friends were all up ahead
They can't hear him yelling, yelling for some help.
And it's much too late to call the doctor now.
This town is full of sympathies, we're drowning in it all.
5-4-3-2 What are you waiting for?
The train is catching up, keep on running don't look back.
Cause its 10-9-8-7 everybody's yelling to burn this city, burn this city down tonight.
Leave it all behind.
This is the sound of the gate coming down, no flashing lights, no warning.
When we press our ears to the ground we feel the shake.
But it's under the skin, so we welt like violets.
Can't get up, to put the petals in their place.
5-4-3-2 What are you waiting for?
Burn this city, burn this city tonight.
Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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