Girls in arms (The nightwatch)
Ironic garage-rock, rockabilly. Tempo about 132 BPM, Gritty surf guitar, fast synth arpeggios, 8-bit chiptune synth fills, punchy pop drums, emotional chord changes, unpredictable rhythm. bright female voice: excited young forensic scientist, slightly geeky, fast spoken-sung delivery, breathy enthusiasm, nervous energy, emotional vulnerability, frequent overexplaining. Comedy crime procedural, romantic obsession, radio-drama dialogue, catchy chorus, recurring nightwatch whistle motif. Not rap, not trap, not hip-hop.
Girls in arms (The nightwatch)
Ironic garage-rock, rockabilly. Tempo about 132 BPM, Gritty surf guitar, fast synth arpeggios, 8-bit chiptune synth fills, punchy pop drums, emotional chord changes, unpredictable rhythm. bright female voice: excited young forensic scientist, slightly geeky, fast spoken-sung delivery, breathy enthusiasm, nervous energy, emotional vulnerability, frequent overexplaining. Comedy crime procedural, romantic obsession, radio-drama dialogue, catchy chorus, recurring nightwatch whistle motif. Not rap, not trap, not hip-hop.
Lyrics
[Fast Synth Arpeggio]
Ohh - crime time is the right time...
in Ankh-Morpork!
[Chorus]
Every night, when Ankh-Morpork wakes again
You hear the nightwatch's whistle call.
And once again the guilty mind
Turns back to the crime behind.
'Cause in the twilight hush, everyone knows:
The night in the Shades has a thousand eyes.
[Verse 1]
[Shifting to off-beat vocals, anti-melodic spoken]
I sharpen all my senses for you
Yet all you really need is the moon
lucky werewolves
I've worked this case for hours
Just to see you smile,
While you catch the culprit
In a moment, without trying
[Fuzzy guitar riffs]
I wear pink now
Because you said it suits me
Yet when you call out "Cheery?"
I'd ruin every investigation for you
I forget every procedure...
Every protocol
[Pre-Chorus - fast spoken, close-mic, voices over music]
"Now let's go and find out who killed Mr. Whatever-His-Name-Was."
[Chorus]
Every night, when Ankh-Morpork wakes again
You hear the nightwatch's whistle call.
And once again the guilty mind
Turns back to the crime behind.
'Cause in the twilight hush, everyone knows:
The night in the Shades has a thousand eyes.
[Instrumental break - short synth stabs, 1 bar]
[Bridge - Continuous garage rock groove, no musical breakdown]
"Have we got an investigator?"
"No, ... no investigator."
"Then what have we got?"
"Tonight? Nobby."
"Oh, no."
[Instrumental Interlude -Extended Punchy Rockabilly Beat]
[Verse 2]
[Strict rhythmic punk-poetry spoken word, no melody]
And never a break.
I take the time and care every day
to prepare your bento with lots of love.
I put in rice balls, carrots, and cherries
All others are licking their lips
at the delicious scent
But you glare at me, as dead or alive?
[Fuzzy guitar riffs]
[Pre-Chorus]
"Ah. You shouldn't eat that."
"Why not?"
"Because it may kill you."
"Everything may kill you."
"Not usually before lunch."
[Chorus - Full energy]
Every night, when Ankh-Morpork wakes again
You hear the nightwatch's whistle call.
And once again the guilty mind
Turns back to the crime behind.
'Cause in the twilight hush, everyone knows:
The night in the Shades has a thousand eyes.
[Outro - 8-bit synth fills, music fading out]
"Very good, ...."
"Keep moving."
"Tonight is going to be long."
[Sfx: Distant whistle]
[Fade Out]
[End]