I was born in a cross-fire hurricane   And I howled at my ma in the driving rain   But it's alright now, in fact it's a gas   But it's alright, 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 alright now, in fact it's a gas   But it's alright, 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 through my head   But it's alright now, in fact it's a gas   But it's alright, I'm jumpin' Jack Flash   It's a gas, gas, gas      Jumping Jack Flash, it's a gas   Jumping Jack Flash, it's a gas   Jumping Jack Flash, it's a gas   Jumping Jack Flash, it's a gas   Jumping Jack Flash