Jumpin Jack Flash

I was born in a crossfire 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 Yeah, sure and I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread, sure Yeah, I was crowned with a spike right through 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