JUMPIN' JACK FLASH    (Jagger/Richards 1968)      I was born in a cross-fire 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!      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.   I was crowned with a spike right thru 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!