Oohs And Aahs

She Told Me To Die For My Music

For much sweet she acts, for easy she finds to stay alive
She keeps the full set of bones that she took from my back
And proves to be ready to attack

He lies on the floor, he never will tell you what for
When he settles down, shouts our names out loud
And pushes his knees to the ground

I never knew why, they had no reason
We didn't even leave the house to meet new people
They wanted my nerves but you look around
I make those things hard to be found

She runs to the door and screams that the streets have been robbed
The town is now yours, the roads are on fire
The streetlights are free and alive

I never knew why, they had no reason
We didn't even leave the house to meet new people
They wanted my nerves but you look around
I make those things hard to be found

Words and Music by Javier Cobreros. Artwork by Robin Ramby
 ©2017 All rights reserved

We Didn't Even Leave The House

My hands are chained and the water is high
The roads are closed and I'm calling her with signs
The rain's too heavy and I'm awfully dry
I'm looking for shelter while his hands are busy running through her spine.

In the middle of the sidewalk I'm a sentinel through the ice
I move with care over this gelid paradise
My soothing daydreams marching in the snow
I'm swallowed by my raincoat, I'll reach her when the ice starts to thaw

She speaks like she reads my mind
If she keeps talking like this, she's going to make a lot of enemies

I cover my face, I have the chills in my bones
This stormy weather would look nicer from home
Frogs and spiders falling from the sky
There're riots on the streets, I'll face her if she ever passes me by

Words and Music by Javier Cobreros. Artwork by Robin Ramby
©2017 All rights reserved

Abandoned In The Woods

Go by yourself if you're so pleased with those night of the living dead letters
Exchanging haunted graveyards with some fast-fingered player if you think it'll be better to you
Go by your own if you're so thrilled with the sound of that burning coal discussion
You keep that fuzzy look with yourself if you think it'll be better to you

Go by yourself if you're so pleased with the freeze of the acid rain breeze
Here the children are playing cards with my woman and having breakfast in bed

I'm sleeping in a school bus, I'm hiding from an awful scene
You think he's going to wash out your sins but I never trust him and I never will

Go by yourself if you're please with the spread of the living dead thrill
Here the children are playing cards with my woman and having breakfast in bed
Go by your own if you're so proud of your tough night of living dead too
If you treat myself like I got a woman treat yourself as you do

Words and Music by Javier Cobreros. Artwork by Robin Ramby
©2017 All rights reserved

Night Of The Living Dead

Twas Nice to Hear from You
Twas Nice to Hear from You
Twas Nice to Hear from You

She talks about you and I've been good too, I wasn't looking
She was the one who gave me a look and once again she double checks
and gives the needle of a kiss behind my neck

I'll never give a second though to her secret trips if I'm afraid of asking
I find myself with the people that salivates for her through her keyhole
while you work of the laces of her dress

Twas Nice to Hear from You
Twas Nice to Hear from You
Twas Nice to Hear from You

I head to the north and to the station I drag
I carry with my suitcase a military bag
I must've given her a good impression by the way she leans on my lap

Twas Nice to Hear from You
Twas Nice to Hear from You
Twas Nice to Hear from You

Words and Music by Javier Cobreros. Artwork by Robin Ramby
©2017 All rights reserved

'Twas Nice To Hear From You

All songs written and produced by Javier Cobreros. Thanks to Pablo Gutiérrez, Andrés Vázquez, Javier Romeo, Juan Carlos Ramos, Tata Quintanta and all the people that contributed to the Kickstarter campaign that made these recordings possible to begin with. © 2017 All rights reserved.