Jumpin' Jack Flash (Live at Racket, NYC)

I was born in a crossfire hurricane

And I howled at my mom in the drivin' rain

But it's all, alright now

In fact, it's a gas

But it's all, alright

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, alright now

In fact, it's a gas

But it's all, alright

I'm jumpin' 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

And I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread

I was crowned with the spikes right through my head

But it's all, alright now

In fact, it's a gas

But it's all, alright

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