Þegar tveir kallar vinna saman um fjóra metra frá með tilheyrandi háværu skvaldri er ekkert annað í stöðunni en að blasta Pantera í heyrnartólin.

Cowboys from hell er titillag samnefndrar plötu og fyrsta lag hennar. Það er eiginlega ástæða þess að ég skelli þessu lagi en ekki öðru á síðuna - þetta er fyrsta lagið á playlistanum akkúrat þessa stundina.

Undanfarið hef ég verið að hlusta töluvert á Far Beyond Driven, hafði eiginlega alveg misst af þeim grip þó ég hefði keypt diskinn um árið. Er á því að Far Beyond Driven sé snilldarverk.

Það er mín reynsla að þegar þarf að útiloka umhverfishljóð og steikja heilann virkar fátt jafn vel og Pantera.

Cowboys from hell ~ 10MB búinn að fjarlægja skrána

Under the lights where we stand tall
Nobody touches us at all
Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without
We're gonna take what's ours to have
Spread the word throughout the land
They say the bad guys wear black
We're tagged and can't turn back

You see us comin'
And you all together run for cover
We're takin over this town

Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen my friend, you see
It's been slow down below,
Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
'Cause high noon, your doom
Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell

Pillage the village, trash the scene
But better not take it out on me
'Cause a ghost town is found
Where your city used to be
So out of the darkness and into the light
Sparks fly everywhere in sight
From my double barrel, 12 gauge,
Can't lock me in your cage

You see us comin'
And you all together run for cover
We're takin over this town

Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen my friend, you see
It's been slow down below,
Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
'Cause high noon, your doom
Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell