(Rolling Stones cover)

I was born in a crossfire 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 !

(Guitare solo)

Hey ! I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead.
I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled.
And I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread, yeah, yeah, yeah
I was crowned with a spike right through 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 !

Jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas ! Jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas !
Jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas ! Jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas !
Jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas ! Jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas !