Job For A Cowboy

a decent death metal band from arizona, though hated by most death metal fans for their "pig squeals", even though the sound is just a by-product of of the lead singer's style; any lyric with an 'e' sound, such as knee, will sound like a pig squeal

dumbass: Wow, Job For A Cowboy is so gay.

Me: Why?

dumbass: cuz they use fuckin pig squeals

Me: uhhh...no, its just the lyics.....

Job For A Cowboy by I Am The Truth December 2, 2007

Job for a Cowboy

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One of the worst bands I have ever heard next to "A Fallen Aesthetic." It's nothing but a bunch of sloppy, overly-distorted guitar riffs, and the drums are so bad you could pick up some sticks and bang a drumset and it would sound just the same. And their songs and lyrics are about things like eating a taquito and subsequently taking a dump. Stupid.

"Man, Job for a Cowboy sucks! But I'd rather let my ears suffer cause A Fallen Aesthetic is just gay. And the only thing more gay than the band 'A Fallen Aesthetic' is the name."

"Job for a Cowboy is so stupid. I heard their song that was about eating a taquito and taking a dump and it made me want to bash my face into the sidewalk."

Job for a Cowboy by Asawisper August 7, 2008

Job for a Cowboy

A deathcore-turned-death metal band from Arizona. Their music is uniformly bad, and there is nothing remotely "progressive" or "underground" about them, judging by how many Hot Topic kiddies I see wearing their shirts.

For good death metal, listen to Nile.
For good deathcore, listen to Whitechapel.
But for the love of God, don't listen to Job for a Cowboy.

Job for a Cowboy by MasterInferno February 18, 2009

Job for a Cowboy

A progressive death metal/screamo band from arizona. Their music contains intense shreding, violent horrific lyrics, and screamo that is uncomparable to any other screamo, cuz its just too beast.

A true n00b could never handle the sound produced by Job for a Cowboy.

If you're a fan of rap music or pop rock, and you're in the 30 mile proximity radius of Job for a Cowboy...run your ass back to your house, hide in your closet, and hang yourself, and while you hang there dying, slit your wrists til you bleed dry, speeding up the process of your death, redeeming for the fact that you're unworthy of existing in the presence of Job for a Cowboy...even tho they might be 30 miles away.

Job for a Cowboy by Beast Lee May 15, 2007