Jumping Jack Flash:
I was born in a crossfire hurricane
And I hoowled 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 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!
Sympathy for the Devil:
Please allow me to introduce myself / I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for many a long, long year
I've stolen many a man's soul and faith
I was around when Jesus Christ had His moments of doubt and pain
I made damn sure that Pilate washed his hands and sealed his fate
Chorus:
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game
I stuck around St Petersburg
When I saw it was time for a change
I killed the Tzar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank, held a general's rank
When the blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
Chorus
I watched with glee while your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades for the gods they made
I shouted out, "Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all it was you and me
So let me please introduce myself / I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I lay traps for troubadours / Who get killed before they reach Bombay
Chorus
Just as every cop is a criminal / and all the sinners, Saints
As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you meet me, have some courtesy
Have some sympathy and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste
Chorus
Brown Sugar:
Gold coast slave ship bound for cottonfields
sold in a market down in New Orleans
Scarred old slavedriver knows he's doing allright
hear him crack the whip just aroung midnight
Brown Sugar; how come you taste so good
Brown sugar; just like a young girl should
Drums beating cold english blood runs hot
lady of the house wonders where it's gonna stop
houseboy knows he's doing allright
you should hear him just around midnight
Brown Sugar; how come you taste so good
Brown sugar; just like a young girl should
I bet your mama was a tentshow queen
and all her girlfriends were a sweet 16
I ain't no schoolboy but I know what I like
you should hear me just around midnight
Brown Sugar; how come you taste so good
Brown sugar; just like a young girl should
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