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! I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag. I was schooled with a strap right across my back. I was drowned. I was washed up and left for dead. I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled. (Yeah, yeah!) I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread. (Yeah, yeah, yeah!) 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! I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag. I was schooled with a strap right across my back. 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! Jumping Jack Flash, it's a gas!