Jumpin' Jack Flash

I was born in a crossfire hurricane
And I howled at my ma in the driving rain
But its alright now, as a matter a fact its a gas
But its alright now
I'm Jumpin, Jack Flash, its a gas, gas, gas

I was raised by a toothless bearded hag
I was schooled with a strap across my back
But its alright now, as a matter a fact its a gas
But its alright now
I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, its 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 he crumbs of a crust of bread
I was crowned, with a spike right through my head
But its alright now, as a matter a fact its a gas
But its alright now
I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, its a gas, gas, gas

Jumpin' Jack Flash, its a gas

[repeat and fade]