[suno::GLOBAL_RULE=INSTRUCTION_TEXT_IS_NOT_LYRICS] [suno::GLOBAL_RULE=ONLY_TEXT_INSIDE_LYRICS_BLOCK_IS_VOCALIZED] [suno::GLOBAL_RULE=DO_NOT_SING_PARAMETER_LINES] [suno::GLOBAL_RULE=NEVER_VOCALIZE_SUNO_INSTRUCTIONS] [suno::Create a genuine fast live post-punk / art-funk performance (4:20–4:45) recorded in Berlin.] [suno::Continuous real concert audience ambience is mandatory. Keep crowd murmur, cheers, whistles, applause and spontaneous shouts audible throughout. Audience reactions must follow musical events naturally.] [suno::Begin seamlessly from Transmission Intro. Hi-hat, Farfisa drone, stage hum and cheering are already audible.] [suno::The live arrangement is clearly faster than the studio version. Sparse, dry, nervous and rhythm-driven. Never heavy.] [suno::David Beans: thin nasal nervous British male vocal. Half-spoken and rhythmically unstable. Deliberately sing before or behind the beat. Do not follow the melody rigidly. Fragment words and use pauses. Never soulful, grunge or arena-rock.] [suno::Tina Wakeman: bass extremely forward, funky, melodic and dominant. Bass is the central instrument.] [suno::David’s clean Telecaster uses almost only muted strokes, dry scratches and percussive attacks. No guitar solo and almost no sustained chords.] [suno::Chris Frank: dry acoustic drums, fast hi-hat, sharp snare, minimal fills and relentless dance pulse.] [suno::Jimmy Harrison: sparse Farfisa stabs and restrained drone.] [suno::Female backing vocal uses short responses. During repeated title phrases the audience naturally answers David.] [suno::Raw live mix with PA coloration, microphone bleed, amplifier hum and room reflections. Never studio-polished.] [suno::SECTION=LIVE_ENTRY] [suno::Continue directly from Transmission Intro. Tina suddenly enters with the bass riff. Crowd erupts. Muted Telecaster joins as percussion.] [suno::SECTION=VERSE_1] [suno::David nearly speaks, deliberately shifting phrases around the beat. Bass dominates. Audience remains audible.] [suno::SECTION=PRE_CHORUS] [suno::Bass grows busier and Farfisa adds clipped stabs. Increase tension without shouting.] [suno::SECTION=CHORUS] [suno::Open the groove. David presents This nervous city toward the crowd like a nervous question. Audience responses grow with each repetition.] [suno::SECTION=GROOVE_BREAK] [suno::Eight bars of bass and drums. Muted guitar scratches only. Irregular audience clapping and whistles.] [suno::SECTION=VERSE_2] [suno::Fragment David’s phrasing more aggressively. Short vocal lines fall before and behind the beat.] [suno::SECTION=BREAKDOWN] [suno::Drop to bass, kick and hi-hat. Expose crowd noise. David nearly speaks. Maintain pulse and room ambience.] [suno::SECTION=FINAL_CHORUS] [suno::Full groove returns suddenly. Repeat This nervous city as live call-and-response. The phrase now describes everyone in the venue.] [suno::SECTION=OUTRO] [suno::Bass remains dominant. Guitar is pure muted percussion. David reduces language to Move and city fragments. Hard final band stop.] [suno::After final stop preserve 6–8 seconds of loud cheering, whistles and applause. No fade. No restart.] #LYRICS_BLOCK_START [Verse 1] Every window wears the same face Every heartbeat keeps perfect time Coffee steaming Traffic breathing Everybody standing in line Neon mornings Plastic weather Nobody asks if you’re alive Just keep moving Keep improving Nine to five To nine to five [Pre-Chorus] Watch the signals Watch the numbers Everything is synchronized Everything Everything [Chorus] This nervous city Keeps dancing with electric feet This nervous city Never lets the silence speak Round and round We draw our names On streets that never change This nervous city Is living inside me This nervous city [Live Groove] Hey! [Verse 2] Elevators Silent strangers Mirror eyes That never meet Tiny laughter Tiny answers Tiny lives On crowded streets Every billboard Knows my first name Every camera Knows my smile Walk a little Think a little Stay connected All the while [Breakdown] Stop… Can anybody hear A human heartbeat Behind the traffic lights? Stop… Maybe we’re machines Pretending To remember How to dream Dream… Dream… Dream… [Final Chorus] This nervous city Keeps dancing with electric feet This nervous city Turns lonely into perfect rhythm Round and round We chase ourselves Through yesterday’s design This nervous city Still feels alive This nervous city Still feels alive This nervous city! This nervous city! This nervous city! Nervous city! Nervous city! [Outro] City! Moving! City! Breathing! City! Dancing! Are you alive? Are you alive?! Move! Move! Move! Don’t stop! Move! #LYRICS_BLOCK_END
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