Jumpin' Jack Flash (Live at Racket, NYC)

I was born in a crossfire hurricane
And I howled at my mom drivin' rain

But it's all, all right now
In fact, it's a gas
But it's all, all right
I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas

Come on

I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag
I was schooled with a strap right across my back

But it's all, all right now
In fact, it's a gas
But it's all, all right
I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's 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
And I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread
I was crowned with a spike right through my head

But it's all, all right now
In fact, it's a gas
But it's all, all right
I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas

Yeah, 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 (yeah)
Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas

C'mon
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon

Thank you
Thank you very much, everybody
Thanks for coming
Goodnight

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