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!