Testosterone in aircon shells,
Pulsating blood and casting spells
On gentle folk of kindly deed,
Made monsters by their metal steed.
Four-wheel drives that don't know dirt
Weaved by compensating squirts;
Pseudo-manhood; "turbo" chaps,
Clutching phones from baseball caps.

(Now) push and prise your bumper in:
One more car length's how you win;
Speed's not the priority,
'S long as you're in front of me.

Join the daily waste of time,
Scowling at the roadworks sign.
(But) dream of open road sublime
And tear along the dotted line.

Waltz around the road debris,
Jetsam of some SUV.
Pay no heed the lights are red,
Fuel-injected empty head.
Turning lights are optional;
Means your bumpers are too small.
Highway rules are put to bed;
Only necks here are well red.

(Now) push and prise your bumper in:
One more car length's how you win;
Speed's not the priority,
'S long as you're in front of me.

by DARIO FRIGO

Don't come back to me (4x)

You betrayed me
You lied to me
So selfishly
So childishly

Don't come back to me
Don't come back to me
No, you treated me unfair
Don't come back to me 
Don't come back to me
Go to hell, for all I care

And when you show your face
I'll make you cry (2x)
I'll bloody damn well make you cry
I'll make you cry 
Make you cry (2x)

Don't come back to me (4x)

You deceived me
You betrayed me
So greedily
So distastefully

Don't come back to me
Don't come back to me 
Go to hell for all I care
Don't come back to me
Don't come back to me
No, not even if you dare

There is nobody here
In this beautiful paradise
How did I end up here?
How did everything turn out so nice?

My mind grew tired of creating pain
My mind just stopped acting insane

Who would have thought?
That you left me wounded
But also healed.

I feel compassion for you
For you didn't come here with me.
To this beautiful place
Oh! For lovers the place to be.

I wish I could let you feel
(Feel) that nothing out there is real.

Who would have thought?
That you left me wounded
But also healed.

The tears that visited
Were my dear old friends.
They cleansed away the center
So that it could mend
(And it did mend)!

There is nobody here
The last story, it has been erased.
So what is it then?
What remains in this wonderful place?

It is peaceful and utterly kind
It looks directly into its own mind.

Who would have thought?
That you left me wounded
But also healed.

Love is not outside your heart
You will find it in your heart

You sing that love has gone astray
A hearts length away
You sing so loud you cannot hear
Love is real near

You're playing in the wrong key
You're singing to the wrong tune
You're a lost, lost boy
You're a lost, lost boy

Looking in the wrong place
Looking in the wrong place
Still Looking in the wrong place
Love is not outside your heart
You will find it in your heart

The more you look the less you see
Music to set you free
Instead you sing your icy song
Trying to hold on

You're playing in the wrong key
You're singing to the wrong tune
You're a lost, lost boy
You're a lost, lost boy

Looking in the wrong place
Looking in the wrong place
Still Looking in the wrong place

We trust you'll find your way
When you realize
Love is not outside your heart
You will find it in your heart

You're playing in the wrong key
You're singing to the wrong tune
You're a lost, lost boy
You're a lost, lost boy

Looking in the wrong place
Looking in the wrong place
Still Looking in the wrong place

The falling sheets pull patterns on the murky grey,
Ignored by plastic people as they splash their way.
As droplets slalom slowly down the window pane,
And fuse like mad amoebae. How I hate the rain!

It rained the night that hopeful lovers first made free,
And bodies thrashed on linen, it seemed, endlessly.
The lightning; sole reminder dawn would come again
And break the spell of darkness. How I hate the rain.

But heaven's dew is transient, so dare not wait
For tenderness and passion to evaporate;
Another aeon passes, but the hope's in vain
That this time it is real. Oh! How I hate the rain.

The falling sheets pull patterns on the murky grey,
Ignored by plastic people as they splash their way.
The storm within the heart, how long will that remain?
I'm sure a damn'd sight longer than this awful rain.

by DARIO FRIGO

I am only here
to uncover the light
I am only here
to let you shine in the night

I will guide you
I won't leave

This green, that blue
This leave, that tree
The sun, the moon
The sky so new

I am only here
to uncover the light
I am only here
to let you shine in the night

I will guide you
I will lead you

Look through my eyes
Look through my eyes
And you'll see a star
You are my star

I am only here
to uncover the light
I am only here
to let you shine in the night

There's work to do!
There's work to do!

My darling, I can see your fight
So convinced that you are right
Fast to attack, others to blame
For your feelings of guilt or shame
Unaware of this endless love
You still believe there's not enough

So ask, my darling:
Is it true?
Is it true?
Is it true?

Yes, people really spend their time
Designing all the story-lines
Entangled by the endless themes
Dictated by their selfish memes
If only they would stop and see
The questions that will set them free

So ask, my darling:
Is it true?
Is it true?
Is it true?

There's work to do!
There's work to do!

Finally you've suffered enough
To open up to this innate love
And in joy we shall inquire
Ask the questions that are required
Together we shall do this work
Together we shall do the work

So ask, my darling:
Is it true?
Is it true?
Is it true?

You have a gift for
Crafting wonderful melodies
You have a gift for
Constructing compelling harmonies

You have the voice to
Mesmerize an audience
Yet instead you give us
Violence

Souled out! Souled out!

You have a gift for
Capturing an audience
You have a gift for
Reaching out to millions

You have the voice to
Dazzle us into lovingness
Yet instead you give us
Selfishness

Lady Ooh Ooh
Lady Aah Aah

Souled out!
Souled out!

In your grotesque costumes
You play your famous part
But even that can't help you
To hide your aching heart

You loose yourself in trendy gigs
Egotized by mass adoration
But from behind those snow-white wigs
Your soul cries out in karmic desperation

In karmic desperation
In karmic desperation

You have the voice for
Capturing an audience
You have the voice and
You broadcast it to millions

You have a gift
Your art is superior
Yet instead you give us
You have a gift
Your art is superior
Yet instead you give us
Exterior

A not-so-crowded carriage in
An ever-stopping train;
Now how to stop the boredom of
An overactive brain,
When such an apparition
Smiles in from out the rain,
Then sits opposite;
(Makes) my heart stop a beat.

A mass of drenched coat is light-
ly tossed upon the seat,
And wand'ring eyes survey the prize
(The smile) from head to feet;
But smile adorned with blush when our
Eyes accident'lly meet.
Smile sat opposite;
My heart stop a beat.

We both pretend to scan the lines
Of our respective books,
But each observes the other vi-
A transitory looks,
Or staring at the window pane
Which beautif'lly reflects
Smile sat opposite;
My heart stop a beat.

And thus go by the minutes as
Despair begins to grow,
For neither dares to make the move;
Disturb the status quo;
And now its time to leave the train,
So I shall never know
Smile sat opposite;
(Made) my heart stop a beat.

by DARIO FRIGO

They say that love and hate can join
At edges of the thinnest coin;
That true love's course is never smooth.
With crap like this we hide the truth.

It helps us justify the hurt
We cause each other. We pervert
The good within our love. Our aims
Are thwarted by our silly games.

So now we stand at 30, love,
And still we cannot rise above
The silly games that rule our lives
Wherein our fear and anger thrives.

Scoring points, and what to gain?
A power game, all fought in vain;
And every time the game begins
We know, of course, that no-one wins.

Is it so hard for such as we
To love together gamelessly,
To mean exactly what we say;
No hidden tricks to win the play.

by DARIO FRIGO

Dancing with my babies
On the seaside
Dancing with my babies
In the moonlight

I can hold your hand, my girl
But you must travel alone
From light to light, my girl
You will find a place to rest

I can feel your pain, my girl
But you must travel alone
From dark to dark, my girl
You will face your anger and fear

Dancing with my babies
On the seaside
Dancing with my babies
In the moonlight

The blackbird is singing along
When you play the piano
The blackbird is listening in
When you play the violin

I can feel your pain, my girl
But you must travel alone
From dark to dark, my girl
You will face your anger and fear

I can hold your hand, my girl
But you must travel alone
From light to light, my girl
You will find a place to rest

Dancing with my babies
On the seaside
Dancing with my babies
In the moonlight

You will go from door to door
Mother will let you in