God save the queen! The fascist regime! They made you a moron! Potential H-bomb...
I was born in a cross-fire 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!
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 thru my head!
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!