Alright, so let's talk about Nickelback. Actually, let me first preface all this by saying, I hate Nickelback. The name, his voice, their high quality lyrics such as "I like your pants around your feet," just all of it. They are definitely on my list of "Bands I Would Like to See Move To Mars. Forever." That's how much I dislike them. And, well, here's where my conflict/confession/disgust with myself begins. It's with the song, Photograph...That at first I refused to listen to because just hearing his grating voice for more than 5 seconds was enough to make me want to kill a small hippo. Or child. Depending on the day I heard it.
But after some hemming and hawing and hearing it in places where I couldn't turn it off...It... started to grow on me. Justalittle!! His voice was still as annoying as ever, but I really liked the melody...and the hook...and well, even the bridge. The lyrics were still (and will forever remain) on the shaky side, but still, I found myself almost hoping it would come on the radio.
And now...Well, darnit! I really like the stupid song! Despite his voice, I enjoy hearing it. I somehow connect to it, if connecting to a Nickelback song is even possible. Boy, I really sound lame. Feel free to poke and make fun all you like.

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You must listen to this, then:
www.edlima.com/nickelbacksucks.mp3
This is a comparison of two #1 Nickelback songs...same chord progression, same rhythmic pattern, everything. Make twice the money off of one song!!
-koaly
Now I'm really disgusted with myself. And what's wrong with the barenaked ladies!!! Let me rephrase that. There are a few songs from one album that I like. The rest are trash.
You better watch it, Walkie will probably split you in twine.
hehe
-koaly
Too late, he already did. I'm going to the hospital right now.
I'll bring you some ice chips.
-koaly
Every one is, every one is, every one is addressed to me.
Every one is, every one is, every one is,
Oh-oh!
You can't imagine so many monkeys in the daily mail
And all of them coming anonymously so they leave no trail
I never thought I'd have an admirer from overseas
But someone is sending me stationary filled with chimpanzees.
Some chimps in swimsuits, some chimps are swinging from a vine
Some chimps in jackboots, some chimps that wish they could be mine.
Starsky and Hutch chimps, a chimp who's sitting on the can
A pair of Dutch chimps who send their love from Amsterdam.
Another postcard with chimpanzees
And every one is addressed to me.
Another postcard with chimpanzees
And every one is addressed to me.
If I had to guess, I'd say the monkey-sender thinks it's great
He's sending me, maybe she's sending me just to see me get irate
I'm losing sleep - and it's gonna be keeping me up all night
I thought it was funny, but now I've got money on a monkey fight.
Some chimps in hard hats, chimps a-working on a chain gang
Some chimps who love cats, burning rubber in a Mustang
A birthday-wishing chimp, a chimp in black like a goth
A goin' fishin' chimp, a British chimp in the Bath.
Another postcard with chimpanzees
And every one is addressed to me.
Another postcard with chimpanzees.
And every one is addressed to me.
Somehow they followed me even though I packed and moved my home
No matter what, they come and they come they won't leave me alone
Another monkey in the mail could make me lose my mind
But look at me shuffling through the stack until I finally find
Some chimps in swimsuits
Some chimps in Jackboots
Some chimps in hard hats
Some chimps who love cats
I've got some shaved chimps; that's chimps devoid of any hair
I've got depraved chimps dressed up in women's underwear.
Another postcard with chimpanzees
And every one is addressed to me.
Every one is every one is every one is addressed to me.
Every one is every one is every one is addressed to me.
Another postcard with chimpanzees
And every one is addressed to me.
Another postcard with chimpanzees
And every one is addressed to me.
Another postcard with chimpanzees
And every one is addressed to me.
Another postcard with chimpanzees
And every one is addressed to me.
Disgusting. Worst song ever. Not Chandler funny at all.
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