Gary BrookerKeith Reid

There was no more fear of flying

Once the final word were spoke

There was no more tears of crying

It had all become a joke

Though they took a vow of silence

Still the rumours quickly spread

There was no more point in trying

For the great affair was dead

There was no more fear of flying

There was no more fears and pain

There was no more need for spying

They had everything to gain

There was no more fear of flying

There was no more tortured brow

They had dropped the safety curtain

They had killed the sacred cow

There was everything to live for

There was nothing to explain

They had left the scene triumphant

They would live to fight again

There was no more fear of flying

There was no more fears and pain

There was no more need for spying

They had everything to gain