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.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.
I  frowned  at  the  crumbs  of  a  crust  of  bread.
Yeah,yeah,yeah
I  was  crowned  with  a  spike  right  thru  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!
Jumping  Jack  Flash,its  a  gas