Jumpin' Jack Flash

I was born in a crossfire hurricane

And I howled at my ma in the driving rain

But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas

But it's all right

I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas! Gas! Gas!

I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag

I was schooled with a strap right across my back

But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas

But it's all right

I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas! Gas! Gas!

I was drowned I was washed up and left for dead

I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled, yeah

I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread

Yeah, I was crowned with a spike right through my head

But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas

But it's all right

I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas! Gas! Gas!