I was born in a
Cross-fire hurricane
And I howled at my ma
In the driving rain
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But it's all right now
In fact, it's a gas
But it's all right
I'm Jumping 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
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I was drowned, I was
Washed up and left for dead
I fell down to my feet
And I saw they bled
Yeah, yeah
I frowned at the crumbs
Of a crust of bread
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I was crowned with a spike
Right through my head
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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