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Aretha Franklin - Rock Collection - Jumpin’ Jack Flash
Rock Collection
Disc 1
01. The Way It Is
02. Dreamtime
03. We Built This City
04. Kyrie
05. See the Light
06. Pressure Down
07. Jessie’s Girl
08. Digging Your Scene
09. Kiss on My List
10. Girls Talk
11. Rock This Town
12. Sonic Boom Boy
13. I Want Candy
14. Crash
Disc 2
01. Broken Wings
02. Walk on the Wild Side
03. Doctor Doctor
04. Come Dancing
05. Rock ’n’ Roll Mercenaries
06. Something So Real
07. Kiss Me Deadly
08. Blockbuster
09. Last Train to Clarksville
10. American Woman
11. White Rabbit
12. The Universe
13. Freak
14. Jumpin’ Jack Flash
Disc 3
01. Jailhouse Rock
02. Oh Lonesome Me
03. Happy Birthday Sweet Sixteen
04. Put Your Head on My Shoulder
05. All Shook Up
06. Rebel Rouser
07. Blue Suede Shoes
08. Ballroom Blitz
09. Queen of Hearts
10. Don’t Forget to Dance
11. Modern Girl
12. Turn Up the Radio
13. Revolution
14. Stairway to Heaven
I was born in a crossfire hurricane, well
And I howled at my ma, at the driving rain, ooh yeah

But it's alright, oh, that is a gas
I said, it's all right
Jumpin' Jack Flash is a g-g-gas, oh yeah

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

But it's alright, and that is a gas
I said, it's all right
Jumpin' Jack Flash is a g-g-gas

I was drowned, washed up and left for dead, yes, sure was
I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled, ooh
I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread, yes, I did
I was crowned with a spike right in through my head, oh yeah

But it's all, it's alright, oh, and that is a gas
I said, it's all, alright
Jumpin' Jack Flash is a gas, yes, it is

Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas
(Jump, jump, jump)
Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas
(Jump, jump, jump)

Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas
(Jump, will you jump?)
Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas

Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas
Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas
(Oh, me)
Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas
(Real gas)

Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas
(Girl, yes I was)
Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas
(I was schooled with a strap right across my back)

Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas
(Oh, yeah)
(I frowned at a crust of bread, yeah)
Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas

Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas
(Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas
(I was crowned with a spike runnin' through my head, yeah)
Hallelujah