One, two!
I was born in a crossfire hurricane
And I howled at the morning drivin' 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 (oh)
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
My, my, yeah
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
Jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas
Jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas
Jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas
Jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas
Jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas
Jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas
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