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I'm Not Your Friend
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A funky Kazakhstan pop/dance song, music by Eduard Glumov -- a 2008 finalist in the International Song Competition, Rock division!
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Internationally recognized, prize-winning lyricist well-versed in cabaret, indie, folk, country, showtunes and several other genres.
I am the Grand Prize Winner of the 2007 International Songwriting Competition for my collaboration with Eduard Glumov, "I'm Not Your Friend." We also won First Prize in the Rock/Alt Division of the Great American Song Contest. One judge called it a prime example of "world-class songwriting" and said the images in the were "often stunning." I'm a lyricist and have been collaborating with musicians from California to Kazakhstan, over the Internet. The fruits of that collaboration are found here, and at . While the winning song was a hot funk-rock song, with a compact streamlined lyric, I write in several styles. I've chosen "indie" as my genre, but I write anything from cabaret to country, and am looking to work with musicians and composers of all stripes. Currently I'm finding writing partners here in my home town of Philadelphia.
Song Info
Genre
Alternative Indie
Charts
Peak #151
Peak in subgenre #34
Author
Z. Mulls/Eduard Glumov
Rights
2007
Uploaded
May 31, 2007
Track Files
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MP3 3.3 MB 128 kbps 3:33
Story behind the song
This lyric was originally written as a writing exercise, where each line had to have a certainly amount of syllables. I wote it as a pop lyric, but when Eduard Glumov, a Kazakhstan-based composer, got a hold of it, he took it in a fascinating new direction. This song is a finalist in the 2008 International Song Competition, Rock Division!!
Lyrics
(v1) Look at you laughing Look at you smoking I blow a kiss and You think I'm joking We go out dancing We go out drinking We go out everywhere What do you think I'm thinking? (Chorus) I'm not your friend I'm not your friend I can't pretend Any longer That I'm his understudy Why can't you see? Why can't you see That I can't be Any longer Someone who's just a buddy (v2) Look at me always Hanging about you I blow a kiss and Go home without you Your hug is torture Your kiss is stinging Some nights I call you and The phone just keeps on ringing (repeat chorus) (bridge) Your eyes are bright My hopes are slim As here we sit Waiting for him And here he comes I play along He's not your friend He's Mr. Wrong (v3) Look at him laughing Look at me grieving I blow a kiss as You two are leaving I want to love you I can't compel you My journal has a hundred Pages of ways to tell you
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