(feat. Phil X)
(originally by Rolling Stones)

I was born in a crossfire hurricane
In a house (mama) in the fallin' rain
It's all right, in fact it's a gas
It's all right, jumpin' jack flash is a gas gas gas

I was raised by a bearded toothless haag
I was schooled with a strap right across my back (Ya)
It's all right, in fact it's a gas
It's all right, jumpin' jack is a gas gas gas

I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead
I felt down to my knees and I saw they bled
I looked down at the cross from across my bed
I was crowned with a spike right through my head
It's all right, in fact it's a gas
It's all right, jumpin' jack flash is a gas gas gas