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 all right now, 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
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 now, I′m Jumpin′ Jack Flash
It′s a gas! Gas! Gas!
Jumpin′ Jack Flash, it′s a gas