One! Two! I was born in a cross-fire hurricane And I howled at my ma in the drivin' rain But it's alright now In fact it's a gas but it's alright 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 a alright now In fact it's a gas, but it's alright I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash It's a gas, gas, gas, oh
I was drowned, I was washed up And left for dead I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled, yeah, yeah And I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread, yeah yeah, yeah, I was crowned with a spike right through My head, right through my head right through my head But it's a alright In fact it's a gas, but it's alright I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash It's a gas, gas, gas I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas
