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 ...