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 jumping 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 jumping 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 all right now, in fact, it´s a gas! But it´s all right, I´m jumping 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