The Rolling Stones - 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 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.
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!

Jumping Jack Flash, its a gas
Jumping Jack Flash, its a gas
Jumping Jack Flash, its a gas
Jumping Jack Flash, its a gas
Jumping Jack Flash