Yeah!
Alright!

I was born in a crossfire hurricane
And I howled at my ma in the driving 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!

Yeah...

I was drowned I was washed up and left for dead
I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled, yeah
I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread
Yeah, I was crowned with a spike right through my head

But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas
But it's all right now
I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas! Gas! Gas!

Yes...

Jumpin' Jack Flash...
Yeah...