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