The Western Score & Pine Ridge Bundle

by The Pullmen

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    Pine Ridge: A four song EP. Released by Sanuk with The Co-Op. Comes in a sexy sleeve, with artwork by Mike Stilkey

    The Western Score: The band's first album. Released by Sanuk with The Co-Op. Artwork by Mugger

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released November 12, 2013

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Track Name: Tie Me Down - Pine Ridge
Bad, bad, bad upon the saddle of the night
There is no hideaway, right-away to make it out alive
So I don't plan for the future
Ride, ride
I sharpen my teeth before it gets too thick and piles up and on and on
I'm on my way, I'm gonna ride about this land
And stake my claim and make a name, this is my great escape
There is no plan for the future
Ride, ride
The river is at the banks, this bridge is going to break
There is just so much a man can take

Tie me down and rope me up
Watch my last breath leave my guy
Tie me down and rope me up
I'm not giving up

Drag, drag, drag our vices and our dirty minds
Out on the sidewalks and the alleys, man you gotta wonder why
You want to plan for the future?
Ride, Ride
You better start believing life is nothing more than who is left and who is leaving
Moving on, bartender please another beer
I am the matador, the raging bull, your every hope and fear
And I don't think of the future
Ride, ride
You know I will not stop, never giving up you'll have to ties m down and rope me up

Tie me down and rope me up
Watch my last breath leave my guy
Tie me down and rope me up
I'm not giving up
Track Name: Pine Ridge - Pine Ridge
You said you'll manifest your destiny
All you needed was some time
Your railroad, your dynamite with gold in your eyes
You built a monument of lies

Oh, I can tell by the way you kick up dust
You won't be happy til you're dancing on my grave

Redemption in the wind that blows through the pines
Way out on that spirit ridge
Your pick axe and your hammer in my Grandfather's eyes
There is just some things we can't forgive

Oh, I can tell by the way you pick up dust
You won't be happy til you're dancing on my grave

Dancing on my grave, dancing on my grave
Won't be happy til you're dancing on my grave
Dancing on my grave, dancing on my grave
All you motherfuckers dancing on my grave
Track Name: Neon Sins - Pine Ridge
I'm not going to drink until I get to Portland
Lord only knows I'm going to need it then
I'm taking the back roads to get back to you
There is no telling about the hell I've been through

I miss you, I've been drinking a bit, how have you been?

My knees are shot, my gums are bloody
My back is crooked and I owe lots of money
I'm tired of marching in these main street parades
I don't really feel much at peace these days

I miss you, I've been drinking a lot, how have you been?

Here comes my hope, I feel it float
Before it explodes inside my heart
It makes me better when I taste your medicine
For all of my neon sins
How have you been?
Track Name: Raymond Carver - Pine Ridge
Los Angeles, I'm such a wreck
I need a rescue from this drip in my throat
Maybe it's gasoline, maybe it's Maybeline
Maybe I just need to get out of this place

All your stars and cars, your fancy bars
Don't mean a thing when the key gets in the bag

There ain't no sense getting overexcited
Let's get out of here, we ought to know
All this time we've been anticipating
Should not end up in a bathroom stall

All your stars and cars, your fancy bars
Don't mean a thing when the key gets in the bag

It was a Neil Young, Raymond Carver kind of night
The type of night that puts demons into art
I drank her poetry and she read my beer
We sang along to Cowgirls in the Sand

All your stars and cars, your fancy bars
Don't mean a thing when the key gets in the bag

Los Angeles, Los Angeles, Los Angeles, Los Angeles!!!