Catching Up with the Always

by The Oliver Moore Band

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Catching Up With the Always (2016) is the third full length album released by the Oliver Moore Band.

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released August 1, 2016

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The Oliver Moore Band Salt Lake City, Utah

The Oliver Moore Band relies on dark unique messages buried within it's content while snaring you with it's hooks

When defining "tOMB's" genre, be warned: At first listen you might think that your toes are tapping to a corporate backed, non-political\religious\profane infectious pop tune. You would be wrong. tOMB's lyrics have bite and every melody demands your acknowledgement of it's balls.
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Track Name: Come Down
I've seen the coming darkness
Surround the pouring rain
When will the time arrive when?
All the people left are left to blame

I've walked among the people
I've seen the poor man slain
When will the white and black and
Red and purple people take the blame

When will he come down?
For all the crazy folk I've seen around
I have been thrown down
So tell me once my friends, when will he come down

I walk the turnpike
I've got my son in hand
We’re watching traffic
At only five he's watching out for number one
And I know he understands

That, when he does come down
And these here, latter day’s yokels get the shakedown
These Wide eyes can see, I’ve seen the showdown
Listen up, it all depends when he comes down

I've built a tempered wall of
Arrogantly silent needs
And all the time in all my life
Will never be enough to take your blame

When will he come down?
For all the crazy folk I've seen around
I have been thrown down
So tell me once my friends, when will he come down
Track Name: Sense of Wonder
"Sense of Wonder"
The Oliver Moore Band

I’ve got a wife in the middle and she’s holding tight and I can’t breathe
I’ve got a lady on the side and it’s all right, by me
Between the job, the kids the dog, I feel I’m going under
But I’ve got me, a sense of wonder

I met a man in Tijuana who had promised me a new years eve
I woke up in Encinada with missing kidney, swollen knees
As I hitched my way home, my limp betrayed my blunder
But I’ve got me a sense of wonder


Curse my stars and pray for rain, pray for thunder
I hold my head up to the falling rain
Hold me down, stand my ground and kick me under
I’ve got my own sense of wonder

I accidentally gouged the iris of my eye with a bowie knife
I’ve held my breath about a thousand times in the hopes of ending life
And did you know that with a thumbtack under the fleshy side of your little own pinky nail, you will buckle under
Track Name: As He Falls
He takes his passion to a water
His super flappy anscillary ways are not his own
Scattered writings filled with toungue depressent rhymes
Scream as they float, singing as they die.

I'm giving in, watch him as he falls
I'm giving in, watch him as he falls. An irritation in it all...is all it is.
Track Name: Fire & Brimstone
I had a dream last night
While I was layin' in my bed
And the whole world was standing still
And the moon was turning red

I saw a sign in the sky
"I have come to set you free"
There's a light, shinin' bright
Shinin' down, down on me

I saw fire, fire and brimstone
Comin' down on my head
I saw fire, fire and brimstone
Comin' down on my head

I looked around, I saw eyes
I heard a voice say, "Come to me"
I felt a rumblin' beneath my feet
And the whole world was shaken free

Then the sun was standin' still
Everything was dark, but I could see
I saw fire, fire and brimstone
Comin' down on my head
I saw fire, fire and brimstone
Comin' down, down on me

I saw fire, fire and brimstone
Comin' down on my head
I saw fire, fire and brimstone
Comin' down, down on me

I looked around, I saw eyes
I heard a voice say, "Come to me"
I felt a rumblin' beneath my feet
And the whole world was shaken free

I saw fire, fire and brimstone
Comin' down on my head
I saw fire, fire and brimstone
Comin' down, down on me

I saw fire, fire, fire, fire and brimstone
I saw fire, fire and brimstone
Comin' down, fire and brimstone
I saw fire, fire and brimstone
Comin' down, fire and brimstone
Track Name: Monsignor Jones
Monsignor Jones is, all Skin and Bones
He’s got a little bit of time. To quit the blow,
the woman on the corner by the neon sign.

Oh Monsignor Jones
Monsignor Jones has, Sex on the phone masquerading as
A single guy with a job. Sentimental and
gentle with a shiny new Saab.
Oh Monsignor Jones x2
Jesus wants you for a sunbeam, And I, will get you there on time
Cause I’m the hangman, and I’m your judge
and I’m no preacher and I’ve no church

Stop your running, Your spilling trails of bloody guts on the ground
Come on back, here’s a bag, collect your plumbing.
Your congregation’s not around, so save your whining
For that moment soon when your dying breath just hangs

You’ll know exactly how it feels, the other way around
County Fireman Fred has never married or wed.
He’s saved a little bit away, so when he finds her, he’ll wed her, bed her and take her away
Oooh county fireman Fred
Em
County Fireman Fred’s Love, is clearly pure symptomatic a need to be real
He met a girl on the phone, she owns a Saab and …
…Maaan she can squeal!
Oh County Fireman Fred, x2
Jesus wraps you in his love, And I will get you there on time
Cause I’m the hangman, and I’m your judge
and I’m no preacher and I’ve no church

Stop your running, It’s unbecoming
Don’t you know that all, The stupid ones will shine above
And as your dying breath just hangs

You’ll get to feel all forty lubed and ready inches of my bb bat’s love

Oh Monsignor Jones
May your hypocrisy , dine upon your bones
You should probably know
When your confession is through
We'll try out my brand new Deli slicer

Non stick Aluminum coated
A removable feed tray for faster cleaning of your bloody pieces.
You won't be buried in the ground, I run a homeless shelter downtown
You’ll be Sunday’s all you can eat buffet
So shake a leg let’s get this started

it is littered, literally littered…
With all of the tombstones that I call

Home, Monsignor Jones
Track Name: Never Fear Again
Yesterday is a memory
tomorrow will never come
I've spent my time so foolishly
The moment's never fun
to live my life a selfish man
ego fear and pride
i'll chew you up and spit you out
take you for a ride

But I feel, the bottom rising up
and I think, I'm going to drown
my mind is screaming
but my voice wont make a sound
I've finally reached a breaking point
self-pity and despair
I've not choice but to surrender my life and beg repair

I'm tired of this life I lead
Misery and pain
since I turned my life to you it hasn't been the same
I don't know what you will do with me it seems a little strange
but I know if I can let you go, I'll never fear again
no i'll never fear again

the days have started piling up
this gift to me is grand
I can't believe i'm doing this
i'm finally a man
as the days unfold for me
the miracle it seems
I couldn't imagine a life like this
not even in my dreams

sometimes I feel
i don't deserve
this gift, I should repay
though I put my love and trust
in you, and give it
give it all away
Track Name: Sacramento Way
I should have seen that smiling face
I hadn't realized the passing time
oh, the months are passing quickly
such and awful sickly
consequence which comes with age

you keep me wandering off of my open road.

She's on her way,
Motor home to Santa Fe
She'll take her time and leave behind
that Sacramento Way.

I send this note along with all my love
I hadn't realized it's how I feel
Oh, the words are hard to formalize
I close my lonely eyes in age

and she said, you keep me wandering off of my open road.

She's on her way,
Motor home to Santa Fe
She'll take her time and leave behind
that Sacramento Way.

I clean myself
I'll be myself
I'll overthrow this doubt myself
My spirit guide is leading me
from what I thought was bleeding me, My son...
My only son.

She's on her way,
Motor home to Santa Fe
She'll take her time and leave behind
that Sacramento Way.