••• LYRICS •••

We were young so long before the coming of the underscore
Connection smashed its way through the door
Distraction’s muscles didn’t act the same
Back then subtle now prepared to sweep the floor from under

All is well is what we used to tell ourselves at night
Shutting all factories
All is well until it’s not and then all you have got
Is Twenty-First Century Pox

Meanwhile
Treading through the storm like a trooper of some sort the melody maker gets up in time just to fall in the fight
He lights all the warning signs that he can find
Spreading the word that this here is hell if you haven’t got owt to sell

All is well is what we used to tell ourselves at night
Shutting all factories
All is well until it’s not and then all you have got
Is Twenty-First Century Pox

Setting the courses on fire
We thought we were going to the stars
Starting back in 1969
Exactly where is it
We are tonight precarious angels abusing fun to buy some time

Twenty-First Century Pox

LYRICS

It only matters if you think it does
Heard your mother say
You think too much
Come on and fire away with your question
I’m in the mood for information
Now what would you like to know
What do you need it for
What if I run away with the answer
You’ll get to be a child for a little longer

It only matters if you think it does
I like to think it matters all too much
I’ve been trying to stay away from this
But it’s turning around to touch
All the strings that you and I have set in motion
Now I know what you want to know
Is there a life outside of this show

The answer is **
Sorry
I’m so sorry you know now there’s no way out
Is there somewhere we could go
The answer is **

The Answer Is

LYRICS

There was no way across and nowhere to run
So she tossed her ways for the vowel gun

She fired she missed
She decided to hire a kiss for the fight
And thought of the prize
As she fought for a bite
On the never-ending line

He was champing at the bit
So he shut his eyes
Using his wit just to skirt the tie

Do bats eat cats he started to pretend
Oh and there she was again
This time on The Never-Ending Line

Kiss me or I’ll sing again, she smiled
Come and get me if you can
I’m right before your eyes

The final sight saw them falling side by side
Across the never-ending line

The Never-Ending Line

LYRICS

Late to the party it’s a strange kind of city I’m not living in
Virtual beauties running trolley dashes at The Virtue Inn
Doing my head in while their Supermen are dolling up ahead of the Why and Wherefore wedding
The church is The Camera Ring

Out of the blue
You take it on you
To tame the sound
Out of the blue
You take it on you
To save the town

Wax and Wane are the middle names of Larry Tar as he chases stars in dirty bars
Scary thoughts show up early doors because he surely does
I need an explanation right this time
This generation only looks in line when cueing for the lights
I guess now it’s all on the shoulders of you and I

Out of the blue
You take it on you
To tame the sound
Out of the blue
You take it on you
To save the town

Wearing sin as a second skin
Switching the pin of the virgin to the right
The Monster terrorizes underground
Shut him up in the wicker man
Set him ablaze and love will come around
Didn’t we make him with our hands

Out of the blue
You take it on you

Out of the blue
You take it on you
To tame the sound
Out of the blue
You take it on you
To save the sound

Atlas & The Pyramids

The Misty are a London-based four-piece band. Formed in 2020 two weeks before the outburst of a global pandemic that was to last two years, the band went on to not only survive but play gigs everywhere around London and have since self-released four singles.

Their story is not your everyday « they all met in school and went on to become legends » : Constantin (lead vocals - guitar) came to England to turn his solo project into a band, and soon met Archie (bass) from Worcester and Steve (guitar) from York, who both happened to have left their hometown to pursue music in the capital. They were recently joined by Dan Newby on drums, an old acquaintance of the trio.

Having now written two full albums, they spend their time honing their sound in the attic of a famous guitar shop on Denmark Street. Their trademark : fifties and sixties four-part harmonies and reverb-drenched guitar parts, dipped into modern indie with a strong emphasis on words and lyrics.

Anyway, let’s keep this ducker short, keep it sweet, be dead by Christmas.

The Misty

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