Jeff Dunham - Christmas With The Achmed Family lyrics

The boys are standing in the road hitting rocks with sticks The men are building tiny shacks out of muddy bricks The women are covered head to toe and their not shown there face its 117 degrees in this god for saken place Christmas in a cavern with the Achmed Family No one gets a present on one has a tree Theres rocks and dirt and rocks and dirt as far as the I can see Christmas in a cavern with the Achmed Family The people here are terrified so they don't miss behave They quietly tend the poppy feilds and go home to their caves Theres no running water no phones to make a call The children all play soccer with a goats head for a ball Christmas in a cavern with the Achmed Family Theres no Christmas lights because theres no electricity I yell merry Christmas and it echos back to me Christmas in a cavern with the Achmed Family mama's in her berka hangling mistltoes the kids are throughing dirt clods pretending that its snow I climb down the chimny no one has a clue then pop out like santa claws and shout "I k** you" Christmas in a cavern with the Achmed Family The Christmas light is burrning bright and filled with kerosene There is no place on the earth that I would rather be Then Christmas in a cavern with the Achmed Family " I k** You"