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Nuovo  singolo per il gruppo svedese dei The Ark… si tratta di Prayer for the weekend, canzone che da il titolo a tutto l’album.

Il disco ha vinto il disco di platino in svezia, ma per il resto d’europa il successo del gruppo è stato molto contenuto siamo lontanti dai tempi di “We Are The Ark” e “In Lust We Trust“, che permisero alla band pergiunta di vincere il grammy award. Il brano è un mix di glam rock che si fonde con suoni elettronici abbastanza accentuati tanto da dare alla canzone un sapore anni 70/80. Video come sempre nello stile del gruppo, tutto colorato e abbastanza originale anche se a tratti ricorda il video dei white stripes “seven nation army”…vi lascio alla visione…

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Il testo della canzone:

Ooooh oooooh oooooh...

Come, baby
It's time to pray

Come it's time to pray for the weekend, babe
Come it's time to jump in at the deep end, babe
It opens up its jaws it's panting like a hound
So, we'll pick the fleurs du mal and we'll bind it a crown

(Pray!)

Come, let's pray for the weekend, babe
(Nanana nana nana nanana)
Come, make your claim for a better day
(Nanana nana nana nanana)
Come, let's pray for the weekend, babe
(Nanana nana nana nanana)
Come, make your claim for the holiday
(Nanana nana nana nanana)

It hovers like an eagle, it's growling like a beast
Demanding our sacrifice, but offering a feast
It's calling out for blood and we must quench its thirst 
The night is calling all it's dusky children back to work 

(But first... Pray!)

Come, let's pray for the weekend, babe
(Nanana nana nana nanana)
Come, make your claim for a better day
(Nanana nana nana nanana)
Ooh, come, let's pray for the weekend, babe
(Nanana nana nana nanana)
Come, make your claim for the holiday
(Nanana nana nana nanana)
Ooh, ooh, oooh...
Come, let's pray for the weekend, babe
(Nanana nana nana nanana)
Come, make your claim for a better day
(Nanana nana nana nanana)
Ooh, come, let's pray for the weekend, babe
(Nanana nana nana nanana)
Ooh, come, make your claim for the holiday
(Nanana nana nana nanana)

Ooh, let's pray that the weekend will thrill us, babe
Ooh, let's pray that the weekend won't kill us, babe
Hooray!

 

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Sono passati ormai oltre 7 anni dal loro grandissimo successo “It Takes a Fool to Remain Sane”che conquisto anche le vette italiane, da allora i The ark hanno continuato la loro carriera con molto successo specialmente nel loro paese natale la Filandia.Nel 2007 hanno pubblicato il loro 4° album partecipando all’eurofestival e piazzandosi sedicesimi con il brano “TheWorrying King” che è il secondo singolo estratto dall’album “Prayer for the Weekend”.Un pezzo glam-rock dove voce a falsetto e melodie anni 70 ne fanno da padrona.Il video  direi che abbastanza trash e gay al punto giusto,forse esagarato in alcuni tratti ma molto intonato con la canzone…vi lascio al video…

Il testo della canzone:

Moves, I like to make them
Grooves, I like to shake them
Shake me from my troublesome mind

Cause sometimes you’ll find
that I’m out of my mind
You see baby, I’m the worrying kind

Words, I like to break ’em
Words I’d like to shake ’em
Shake them from my troublesome mind

And you turn up your nose
It’s a joke you suppose
But baby, I’m the worrying kind

So if you see me somewhere
With that glassy ol’ stare
And the panic and fear in my eyes
Don’t call for first aid or the fire brigade
Or the local police cause they wont care
I’m just a silly old boy with my head in the can
I’m just a mortal with potential of a superman
But what sense does it make
When i feel like a fake
When i’m saying to you all be good for goodness sake?

Words, I like to break ’em
Words I’d like to shake ’em
Shake them from my troublesome mind
And why? –Heaven knows, It’s a joke I suppose
But baby, I’m the worrying kind

So if you see me somewhere
With that glassy ol’ stare
And the panic and fear in my eyes
Don’t call for first aid or the fire brigade
Or the local police cause they wont care
I’m just silly old boy with my head in the can
I’m just a mortal with potential of a superman
But what sense does it make
When i feel like a fake
When i’m saying to you all be good for goodness sake?

Ooh! Words, I like to break ’em
Words I’d like to shake ’em
Shake them from my troublesome mind
And why? -Heaven knows,
It’s a joke I suppose
But baby, I’m the worrying kind

And You turn up your nose
And you say it’s a pose
But Baby, I’m the worrying kind

Yeah, sometimes I’m blind
I’m just out of my mind
Baby, I’m the worrying kind

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