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