Lyrics:

Well, I was born in a cross-fire hurricane
And I howled at my ma in the drivin' rain
But it's alright now, in fact it's a gas
Alright now, jumpin' jack flash
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
Jumpin' jack flash is a gas, gas, gas

I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead
Fell down to my feet and I saw that they bled
Frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread
Crowned with a spike right through my head
Well, it's alright now, in fact it's a gas
Jumpin' jack flash is a gas, gas, gas
It's alright, alright now

Here we go

Alright now, in fact it's a gas
Alright now

Alright now