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 jumping 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 jumping 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.

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 jumping Jack Flash, it`s a gas, gas,gas!

Jumping Jack Flash, it`s a gas ...