Jumping Jack Flash
(Jagger / Richards)
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 now, 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 etc...
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 through my head.
But it’s all right now, in fact, it’s a gas!
But it’s etc...
Jumpin’ Jack Flash, it’s a gas.