peter frampton
jumpin' jack flash
I was born in a cross-fire hurricane And I howled at my ma in the driving rain But it's alright now, in fact it's a gas But it's 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 alright now, in fact it's a gas But it's 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 I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread Yeah, yeah, yeah  I was crowned with a spike right through my head But it's alright now, in fact it's a gas But it's alright, I'm jumpin' Jack Flash It's a gas, gas, gas  Jumping Jack Flash, it's a gas Jumping Jack Flash, it's a gas Jumping Jack Flash, it's a gas Jumping Jack Flash, it's a gas Jumping Jack Flash 