TIKIWOLF PRODUCTIONS

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. 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 it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas! But it's 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 it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas!
But it's all right, Im jumpin jack flash, Its a gas! gas! gas! Jumping jack flash, it's a gas