Songwriter: Keith Richards Mick Jagger

Yeah! All right
I was born in a crossfire Hurricane
In a house, mama in the falling rain

Well it's all right, in fact it's a gas
It's all right, jumpin' jack flash is a gas gas gas

I was raised by a toothless bearded hag
I was schooled with a strap right across my back, yeah
Well it's all right, in fact it's a gas
It's all right now, jumpin' jack is a gas gas gas

All right, jumpin' jack flash

Yeah
I was drowned, washed up and left for dead
I looked down at my feet and I saw they bled
I looked down at the cross from across my bed
I was crowned with a spike right through my head

Well it's all right, in fact it's a gas
It's all right now, jumpin' jack flash is a gas gas gas
Yeah
Ah, jumpin' jack flash
Yes, yes, yes