Jumping Jack Flash

I was born in a cross fire hurricane

And I howled at my ma in the driving rain yeah

But it's all right now in fact it's a gas

But it's all right

I'm Jumping Jack Flash

It's a gas gas gas

I was schooled with a strap right across my back

I was raised by a toothless bearded hag

But it's all right now in fact it's a gas

But it's all right

I'm Jumping Jack Flash

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

All right

Jumping Jack Flash

Jumping Jack Flash