Mick en surchauffe

Jumpin' Jack Flash

Rolling Stones

I was born in a cross-fire hurricane

And I howled at my ma in the driving rain,

But its all right now, in fact, its a gas!

But its all right. Im jumpin jack flash,

Its a gas! gas! gas!

I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag,

I was schooled with a strap right across my back,

But its all right now, in fact, its a gas!

But its all right, Im jumpin jack flash,

Its 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 its all right now, in fact, its a gas!

But its all right, Im jumpin jack flash,

Its a gas! gas! gas!

Jumping jack flash, its a gas

Jumping jack flash, its a gas

Jumping jack flash, its a gas

Jumping jack flash, its a gas

Jumping jack flash