foto

Jumpin' Jack Flash

Thelma Houston

I was born in a cross-fire hurricane.
And I howled at my Ma in the driving rain.

[Chorus]
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.

[Chorus]

[Instrumental Break]

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 thru my head.

[Chorus]

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, it's a gas!
Jumping Jack Flash, it's a gas!
publicidade