Sir William Thomas Griffiths married us In times of trouble And Whittle Chapel was the place Now we’re not afraid of fire and ice And thrilling heights Jet engines march into the race
Hence no one can take us apart We’re holding our hands thanks to Nickel, chromium, carbon, pinch of manganese, Iron, copper, titanium, silicon
Hence no one can take us apart We’re holding our hands thanks to Nickel, chromium, carbon, pinch of manganese, Iron, copper and so on
Through this cunning marriage we’ll take off Bidding goodbye And maybe we will reach the stars No, we won’t forget our candid oath We gave each other So let good fortune follow us
Hence no one can take us apart We’re holding our hands thanks to Nickel, chromium, carbon, pinch of manganese, Iron, copper, titanium, silicon
Hence no one can take us apart We’re holding our hands thanks to Nickel, chromium, carbon, pinch of manganese, Iron, copper and so on