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Demolition

by The Kustom Built

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  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    180g vinyl in gatefold sleeve

    Includes unlimited streaming of Demolition via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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    Extra track, New Morning, not on the vinyl release.
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1.
My Own Way 05:39
I've been waiting for something good to come along I've been sent here for the kill Who's to say what's right and what is wrong? I'll do what I want and say what I will But I'm sick of this feeling and I just can't steal it I'm not begging like a dog for scraps of something new I'm sick of this feeling and I just can't steal it Something to take a bite of Something on which to chew I'm not begging I'll get it on my own You couldn't give me anything I'd ever want to own I'm not begging I'll get it on my own You couldn't give me anything I'd ever want to own My own way I've been stealing from all your books and all your songs Had my fingers in the till Who's to say what's right and what is wrong? I'll do what I want and say what I will But I'm sick of this feeling and I just can't steal it I'm not begging like a dog for scraps of something new I'm sick of this feeling and I just can't steal it Something to take a bite of Something on which to chew I'm not begging I'll get it on my own You couldn't give me anything I'd ever want to own I'm not begging I'll get it on my own You couldn't give me anything I'd ever want to own My own way I soak it up like a sponge in your bath I took every last drop right out of the tap But now the bath is empty and the sponge is full I'm getting out, I'm getting out, I'm getting out and up It's bitten, yes it's bitten, yes it's bitten bad It's bitten back the things that you never knew you had But I'm sick of this feeling and I just can't steal it I'm not begging like a dog for scraps of something new I'm sick of this feeling and I just can't steal it Something to take a bite of Something on which to chew I'm not begging I'll get it on my own You couldn't give me anything I'd ever want to own I'm not begging I'll get it on my own You couldn't give me anything I'd ever want to own My own way
2.
Weeks of pain and weeks of shame Did it again and again and again Weeks of doubt and weeks of hell Walking on broken glass eggshells Then the penny dropped And the dreaming stopped The curse was lifted And the bubble popped That was the week that was Where does the time go when held down low No room to breath no room to grow Where does your worth go when you’re made to feel No longer valid no longer real Then the penny dropped…..
3.
When The Birds flew away they started from Grass Roots Lost out to The Leaves but had the finest fruits In this brave new world some kind of black folk-rock A few lineups later, they couldn’t be stopped Chorus: Alone and alone Alone and alone Alone and alone Alone again, all alone Three down the line on the red telephone Alone again, alone again all alone They really knock you out The powerdrive energy Funk L.A. Love supreme The psychedelic punk, the psychedelic punk Chorus And when The Doors opened up They fell in on themselves It all came crashing down They never would leave that town The there’s Mr. McLean He’s not always seen As a vital cog in the music machine Now he’s dead and gone His sound is growing strong He’s getting through, yes he’s getting his dues Chorus: Art no longer sits under Orange Skies It’s three strikes and out and now he’s doing his time He tells the story from the days of his life Behind the bars of the Stars and Stipes Razor blade melodies Razor blade melodies and words of hate
4.
New Morning 04:38
5.
Like I Do 04:00
You don’t see the, you don’t see the The things I see, the things I see Like I do Do you see the, do you see The things I see, the things I see Like I do? When the story’s told And it’s all been sold Cards on the table You’ve got no soul When it all comes down You’re a bit of a clown Troubled once but I’m laughing now Like I do, like I do, yeah I’m glad I’m me, I wanna be me What about you? I bet you can’t get to sleep at night Because your dreams are black And it don’t feel right I know you’re at the end of the line You know I’m at the start of mine Like I do, I do, I do, yeah When the story’s told…..
6.
Torch Song 04:37
There’s a friend of mine He keeps the faith Keeps on bombing Keeps burning away He got feet for dancing Got a head for highs Keeps on bombing Right through the night Chorus: So Mr Casino Man Won’t you shine your light Watch him out on the floor tonight Mr Casino Man Won’t you shine your light Watch him out on the floor tonight Can you hear Gene Chandler Does it shiver your bones? Can you hear Geno Washington Through the speaker cones Non-stop dancing All night, no break Pure adrenaline To the sound of The Snake Chorus Soul’s on fire And so’s the sun Lord, I gotta keep on, gotta keep on moving. Two types of powder One for the floor The other keeps him dancing Forevermore Thank you good Lord Pass the torch to him Thank you friend For keep on keeping in Chorus Shine your light
7.
Took my heart, kill my soul There’s nothing in me willing Tied to a door, chained to a floor Standing back on the edge of nothing Suicide could save me, suicide could damn me Chorus: Shine a light on yesterday And keep on keeping on No shine in the morning When gun is your song Life can drag you down There’s always something coming round I’m going where I die my day I’m living what you say Chorus Said the man, all left alone He ain’t got diamonds in his soul
8.
Dreaming’s good but not too much To dream too much is dangerous Dangerous, dangerous, dangerous, yeah. I’ve got to burst this bubble now Your thoughts are gonna keep you down Keep you down, keep you down So put your head in something real Something you can see and feel See and feel, see and feel, yeah Chorus: Better living, inside out Better living this time around Are you gonna be up Or are you gonna be down? Gonna be up or are you gonna be down? Better living, inside out Better living this time around Are you gonna be up Or are you gonna be down? Gonna be up or are you gonna be down? Well what’s the use in fake-believe When you shine on in reality Reality, reality, yeah You don’t know but you hold the key You are just too blind to see Blind to see, blind to see The day will come, you’ll have your time A time and place where you can shine You can shine, you can shine Chorus What’s the time? Is it time to shine? So kick out the cold grey morning blues Hold up your head and put on your shoes Open the freezer, defrost your brain The one you stole to numb the pain Chorus Shine on.
9.
Turn that echo down a bit on that or what?
10.
Dead Pool 06:38
I’ve been living a mixed-up life too long I lost my woman, mind and songs Paranoia strikes and I’m all alone The ever-growing darkness surrounding the Golden Stone There were those who told of a death on this trip A darker force had taken a grip I’d come to the point where you just gotta fight The past painted black, but the future was bright Chorus: I’m choking, I’m coughing and I can’t breathe My eyes full of water, I can’t see The panic attacks are forcing me back I try to defy, but there’s death in their eyes Exotic dreams and nightmare visions, Poison in the water confusing decisions Inward, outward, flamboyant or stripped to the bone Six sides of the Golden Stone Kicked out of the gang that gathers moss I’m searching for hope when it seems all is lost In 62 had a head full of blues And a mind full of hope, now it’s demons and dope Chorus Panic attacks, forcing me back I can’t breathe and I can see I slip, I slip, I’m losing my grip Above is the sky, below are the tiles Heaven and hell, I’m hearing their smile I’m sinking, sinking, sinking in the Dead Pool

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Northeast scamps with an album which lay buried underground for 20 years. The long lost tapes of a record which nearly never was.

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released November 28, 2022

All songs by The Kustom Built with additional writing from Neil Turner and Dan Alpin on Torch Song and Memphis Exile

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The Kustom Built Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK

THE KUSTOM BUILT - a motley crew made up of members from Newcastle & Sunderland who came together on the dance floors of various North East clubs including Riverside, Ku Klub and Rockshots.
The long-lost tapes of their only LP lay buried underground for 20 years. They were dug up, baked in an oven, and mixed to create Demolition. Out now on DiJi Records.
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