Jumpin’ Jack Flash
I was born in a cross-fire hurricaneAnd 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. Im jumpin jack flash,Its 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, Im jumpin jack flash,Its 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, yeahI 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, Im jumpin jack flash,Its a gas! gas! gas!
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