Worsted Yarn

by Wicked City

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Wicked City's 3rd full length album.
Also available on 12" gatefold vinyl with free high-quality MP3 download - limited to 300 copies.

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released November 22, 2013

Recorded at Headgap Studios Preston with Neil Thomason, Aug-Dec 2012.
Mixed by Wicked City and Neil Thomason.
Mastered by Naomune Anzai at reel to rell mastering in Melbourne.
Artwork photography by Marcus Thompson.

Thanks to all the cool people that support us and the other sick bands that we play with. Melbourne riff massif mofos!

WICKED CITY BRO!

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Wicked City Melbourne, Australia

Paddy - drums/vox
Nik - guitar
Patt - bass
Paddy and Nik started jamming in 2004 after being inspired by the almighty Peeping Tom to create riffs. Current lineup solidified in 2006. Have toured Australia numerous times as well as Europe in 2011. Have released 3 albums and a 7 inch. Wicked City's sound has been described by Ray Ahn (Hard ons) as hard driving, unique, super-exciting rock n' roll ... more

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Track Name: Applegate
I'll be swimming in the sea when they come around
Climbing uppers through the doorway but I ain't down, I ain't
Keep a key cut for your home
Leave a skylight eternally on

All the days will even out, crush resile fold

Dead aberration cut my brain out
That operation's not the one I'm paying you for
Check it's alive inside my head I'll pay
But I don't want a reason
Dead aberration alkaline veins

Grass me off the promanary
There's no other there's no equal
What you saw was so unholy
Track Name: Slipstream
Driving around I think I get it, driving around with you
Stuck in a bind, human kind
Stops me in my tracks and slashes at my wheels

Driving around I think I get it, I drive it like you want me to
Sat in a chair by the fire where,
I thought I felt something happening that was real

We're not ready yet, we'll never see the end

Driving round a roundabout precision so sickening
Can't figure what it's all about
Just another lost moment floating down the slipstream

Driving round a roundabout the precision's so sickening
So raw that I need to puke, then the horizon goes green

Lives crossed over like a streak of grease
Stayed so lucid but it's out of reach
Raking leaves, taking heaps

Driving around I think I get it, I'm driving around with you.
Driving around I need to tell somebody about the joy I've seen floating down the slipstream

Driving around, I think I get it, I'm driving like you want me to
But the sound of your voice in my mind is faded
Cause the look that I mistook in your eyes was a passing phase
Track Name: Dog's Life
And even in the stalls is a rubber man eyes like his son
Can't tell if I'm a seeker or alighter
And even if it hurts take a shoulder I won't fall outta line
To tell you if I feel a little older

So don't fill my time
With your evil eye
You know, even's just a state of mind

And buried out back is a graveyard neon signs for the dead
And opposite a tunnel for the living
A halfway house on the corner I sit and assess it all
Until I hear hey you with the eyes of lead

Follow you down to the source
This ain't alright I know
Take my eyes out and put in yours
And just like you I leave them closed

All that I can see's a bottleneck
Burning like the gates of hell ahead
Track Name: Dead Friends
Add sun add rain, breathe life again
Time has now arrived, breathe life again
We're all up in the air, buried just the name

Thoughtful eyes, no surprise you will be melted down
Liquified, turn to run the spell's undone survive

When I'm around speak to the other end
When you're around speaks to the other end
Time won't allow talk to the other end
Time won't allow my friend
Track Name: Planet X
Planet X a distant star see it from my motorcar
Planet X is creeping in I feel it underneath my skin
Planet X don't spin at all can easy rise the eyes and all
Planet X a world unknown the lives you lead are not your own

Planet X a distant star see it from my motorcar
Planet X is creeping in I feel it underneath my skin
Planet X don't spin at all can easy rise the eyes and all
Four walls keep the night at bay, planet X is within range

Wake up in the morning rise and shine
Take a frail moment to ease your mind
Caught inside a world unwelcoming
Remove the planet X from inside my brain
Track Name: Badlands
Soundbite the night is long
Broadcast your siren song
I won't whither like the words of a preacher damned
Hear the false starts singing along

And you say exile like it's a bad thing
I'm in the armageddon aisle on all fours listening

Soundbite the night is long
Weak knees crawl along
And I won't whither like the words of a preacher damned
We close our eyes in sequence and in the dark they've lost command

And you say exile like it's a bad thing
I'm in the armageddon aisle on all fours listening
Track Name: Grindstone
Dad and kids outside a TV station
Watch their spectres in the air
And I'm unarmed just came to question
Why's my sleeping soul suddenly so aware

The key won't turn

She stands before me a living child
She's an epitaph unto herself

So I pause to blink I pause to block my eyes
And unwind all the dead and gone
But the ghosts of light are creeping through my fingers
So I steal some air and crawl into the dawn

It's the snapshot of a staple gun, the key won't turn
It's the snapshot of a roof collapsing, the key won't turn
Bottled scent of an instruction manual, the key won't turn
Snapshot of a staple gun, the key won't turn

Well if it ain't broke don't fix it, and if it is then don't compare
He sniggers if it ain't broke don't fix it
Pretty fuckin rich walking up the stairs, but don't compare
Track Name: Violent Mind
Terrified when I'm gone terrified to leave

I don't mind when you keep my up all night
I kinda like it feel my wings clipped tight
I'm still alive cause I'd never die like this
So hurry hex me leave a ring of piss

Take flight fly low don't worry so
Take flight fly low

Take flight careful cause the skies are unkind
Cautioned the old man to the youth by his side
Beware silky words when the low road calls
You'll never know the truth until your back's against the wall

The kid nodded quick and left his laces undone
Sinking through the sky along with every single word
He hit the himalayas winged lure for the sun
He never saw the light but he smiled as he burned

Drag my face against a barbed wire fence
Dip it in salt
Sprinkle lemons all around my cuts tie me fourways
Make the horses bolt

Lay me out in the searing sun, take away my towel
Prop me up against an abattoir wall, dress me like a cow