Jumpin' Jack Flash (Ensaio)
I was born in a cross-fire hurricane
And I howled at the evening 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 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
Saltando Jack Flash (Ensayo)
Nací en medio de un huracán de fuego cruzado
Y aullé bajo la lluvia que caía por la tarde
Pero ahora todo está bien, de hecho, es genial
Pero está bien. Soy Saltando Jack Flash
Es genial, genial, genial
Fui criado por una bruja desdentada y barbuda,
Me educaron con una correa cruzada en mi espalda
Pero ahora todo está bien, de hecho, es genial
Pero está bien, soy Saltando Jack Flash
Es genial, genial, genial
Fui ahogado, fui arrastrado y dado por muerto
Caí de rodillas y vi que sangraban
Fruncí el ceño ante las migajas de un pedazo de pan
Fui coronado con un clavo atravesando mi cabeza
Pero ahora todo está bien, de hecho, es genial
Pero está bien, soy Saltando Jack Flash
Es genial, genial, genial