Jumpin Jack Flash

I was born in a crossfire Hurricane In a house (mama) in the fallin rain Well it's all right, in fact it's a gas It's all right, (now) jumpin jack flash is a gas gas gas I was raised by a toothless bearded haag I was schooled with a strap right across my back (Ya) Well it's all right, in fact it's a gas It's all right (now) jumpin jack is a gas gas gas I was drowned, washed up and left for dead I looked down at my feet and I saw they bled I looked down at the cross from across my bed I was crowned with a spike right through my head Well it's all right, in fact it's a gas It's all right (now) jumpin jack flash is a gas gas gas