Jumpin Jack Flash - The Rolling Stones

I was born in a crossfire hurricane

And I howl at my ma in the driving rain

But it's alright now

In fact, it's a guess

But it's alright

I'm jumping jack flash, it's a guess, guess, guess

I was raised by a toothless, beardless hag

I was schooled with a strap right across my back

Well, it's alright now

In fact, it's a guess

Well, it's alright

I'm jumping jack flash

It's a guess, guess, guess

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

Well 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.

Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas