I was born in a
Cross-fire hurricane
And I howled at my ma

In the driving rain

(CHORUS)

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

(CHORUS)


I was drowned, I was
Washed up and left for dead

I fell down to my feet
And I saw they bled


Yeah, yeah
I frowned at the crumbs
Of a crust of bread

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I was crowned with a spike
Right through my head


(CHORUS)


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