Song | (No More) Fear of Flying |
Artist | Gary Brooker |
Album | No More Fear of Flying |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Brooker, Reid | |
(Gary Brooker / Keith 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 |
zuo qu : Brooker, Reid | |
Gary Brooker Keith 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 |
zuò qǔ : Brooker, Reid | |
Gary Brooker Keith 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 |