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 now
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
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
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 It's a gas gas gas

Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas

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