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Tracklist:

  1. Nothing Particular
  2. We Make Love Everyday With A Crime
  3. Street Of Frozen Phantoms
  4. Black Walls
  5. Pocket Size World
  6. Where Is Somewhere?
  7. Slipway
  8. To Be The First
  9. Happy Ends Never Happen
  10. Simplify
  11. Not There

Bad Light District
Simplifications
[AMPERSAND RECORDS, 25th may 2009]
performed, produced and mixed by michal smolicki
mastered by marcin prusiewicz [green studio]
music by michal smolicki
lyrics by michal smolicki / jacek smolicki / marcin białota
recorded in kraków & stockholm 2007-2009


Nothing Particular

We can pretend it on usual way
It sounds so familiar
Can not improve but shall we play?
Sounds so familiar
Hold my hand but stay away,
You’re so tough but anyway
Look so similar
You’re not fit, yet?
Did i guess? …Nothing particular
Hold my hand but stay away


We Make Love Everyday With A Crime

In the sacred, but burnt out offside
We make love everyday with the crime
With the fists full of tension that grows
We assist in show while we still stand alone
Look they conduct the man to be slapped
They demand, so he behaves like a mad
It’s a whole group of rascals and bones
Look how gently he fall after being stoned
There is me, ready to bury him
Look at those with intention to quit
They are full, mission accomplished
I am still hungry cause I tried to be too much distinct


Street Of Frozen Phantoms

Passing above,
Walking down the street of frozen phantoms
Walking through the holly world
Don’t know why devil shows me how to get home
Looking through the piles of snow, I know it
I can see the shapes no matter how far they are
Admiring alone
Things are better when you slower look at all
Say what you have done,
Within the time, anyway it’s turned to (be) a crime
/calling insight/
Can not reach the point depressed by


Black Walls

I tried to use your eyes
And get to know world you live in
But I can see only black walls, black walls
Tried to hit it with your hands
Or be unconscious of them
But I still stand in the same place
It makes me feel it is kind of animation
One of those with a high-reality
This situation will last forever
This situation will last forever
Never want to get out
Nothing changes inside
This situation will last forever
Never want to get out
Nothing changes inside
This situation will last forever
It’s not possible to find a door
When there’s no light at all
It’s not possible to find a door
When there’s no light at all
This situation will last forever
You may bring some wood
We will make a fire
Then we sing the song of your belief
Waiting for your mares
Underneath the smoke
I begin to beg them for relief
When already there
I’ll catch some flames
To prepare the bed sheet for them
Before we fall asleep
I will make it sure
So they can not wake up anymore


Pocket Size World

So we have a reason
To occupy this place
To change the flow of Saint River
So we can not feel surprised
It’s already given
What we need is trying to find another reason
Lay your head on pillow
Scratch your fingers on
My surface is soft so you can see the light on
Coming through, coming through
A half transparent curtain on your frozen window
Dive
In an enthusiastic unshaped blanket
Call
The telephone that acts to be arranged
Tear
That place apart form all suspicions
You see?
Crap!
Everything reminds me bad
Take it out of me


Where Is Somewhere?

Did somebody say
That there’s desire
Everywhere?
Is this another thing….
In the different way
Than you said
Or its just another sight?
Another lie
Or just living here
Where is ‚somewhere’?
Between the shelves of liberty?
And all inside me
Came out of you
But nothing changes
I’m going to leave it somehow
I’m going to leave it someday


Slipway

In our youth we’re sinking
And guess we had missed the signs
But my body reminds me
What my mind is trying to hide
I guess this all gone wrong
All the girls in the summer nights
As we’re walking through these
Four seasons all around
But the year is not a circle
It’s the slipway leading us down
And if we missed our chances
Guess somebody else hits the spot
And belief we’re still young
It’s the biggest lie of all times
I’m so close to start regret
Not taking chances all my life
I guess this all gone wrong
All the girls in the summer nights
As we’re walking through these
Four seasons all around
And belief we’re still young
It’s the biggest lie of all times
I’m so close to start regret
Taking chances all my life


To Be The First…

I wonder if I could stay the same
Someone told me that i don’t have any chance
No one believes me that I have
Trousers with original fresco of Michelangelo
Maybe my madness is one, who wants
Who wants me to be gone with the summer’s end
How can I show you my obstinacy?
If you still pretend to be all above…
The chocolate box now is empty
We can use the container to collect disclaimers
We can use the container to collect disclaimers
To be the first to throw the stone


Happy Ends Never Happen

Something what happened that day
Was not the beginning, but end
Something what happened that day
Was not the beginning, but end
Something often means nothing
Nothing seems to be whole
Sometimes i feel like a winner
Cause nothing is best thing i do
Something what happened that day
Was not the beginning, but end
Whole time was consumed for nothing
Nothing is the best thing i do
That’s why i never go outside
That’s why i hate to go out
And something what happened that day
Was not the beginning, but end
Something what happened that day
Was not the beginning, but end
Something what happened that day
Was not the beginning, but end


Simplify

We all need simplifications
It’s time to simplify
No one wants to be patient
No one wants to verify
Say what you want
Nothing.
We can pretend to…
So, say what you want
Nothing.
We can pretend to…
So, say what you need
Nothing.
We can pretend to…
Say what you want
Nothing.
We can pretend to…
Nothing.
We can pretend
Nothing.
We can pretend to…
So, say what you want
No one wants to be patient
No one wants to verify


Not There

I better not talk
Wonder why
We’re travelling on both sides of one way ride
I better not talk
Voices when I came here
Growling that you are not mine
You better not talk
I wonder if you could
Say that I’m a good man
After I left us to do what God planned
Voices when I came here
Growling that you are not mine
All memories flushed down
It doesn’t matter where we were
We’re not there
Now

And we know
But sometimes don’t remember
And we know
But still live outside this hope
Sometimes I’m sad
That our life is too simple
And we are helpless when
When we have to say
That this is the end
So lets have another drink
And just sit in the silence
Cause there’s nothing more
We can say
And I’m sure
That you’ll not
Remember me
When the coach
Will put me off the pitch
Before the final whistle