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
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, yeah I frowned
at the crumbs of a crust of bread Yeah,
I was crowned with a spike right
through 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!