Flash Gordon: Yeah!
He’s for every one of us
Stand for every one of us
He’ll save with a mighty hand
Every man every woman every child
He’s the mighty flash
(We owe everything to Flash!)
(From this day on, let every breed of Mongo live together in peace)
Dale: Will we ever get out of here, Hans?
Zarkov: I don’t know. But we’ll try. We certainly invite you all to stay
Flash Gordon: What do you think?
Dale: I’m a New York City girl. It’s a little too quiet around here for me
No one but the pure in heart may find the golden grail
Oh oh, oh-oh