Jumpin' Jack Flash

I was born in a cross-fire 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 (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 I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread I was crowned with a spike right thru 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 (gas, gas, gas) Jumping jack flash, it's a gas Jumping jack flash, it's a gas Jumping jack flash, it's a gas Jumping jack flash, it's a gas Jumping jack flash, it's a gas...