Through clear skies tracking lightly from far down the line 

No fanfare, just a blip on the screen 

No quick conclusions now --- everything will be fine 

Short-circuit glitsch and not what it seems 

Fylingdale Flyer --- you're only half way there 

Green screen liar --- 

for a second or so we were running scared 



On late shift, feeling drowsy eyes glued to the display 

Dead cert alert, lit match to the straw 

One last quick game of bowls --- we can still win the day 

Fail-safe; forget the things that you saw 



They checked the systems through and they read A-o.k. 

Some tiny fuse has probably blown 

Sit back; relax and soon it will just go away 

Keep your hands off that red telephone