Dushing through the sand
With a bombs crap to my back
I have a nusty plan
For Christmas in the Irack

I got through checkpoint A
But not through checkpoint B
That's when I got shot in the ass by U.S. military


Jingle bombs, jingle bombs may blow up your seat
Where are virgins that Bin Laden promised me
Jingle bombs, jingle bombs your soldiers shot me dead
The only thing that I have left is this tail upon my head

I used to be a men, but every time I cough
Things do uncle Sam my nuts keep falling on
My bombing days are done, I need to find some work
Perhaps it would be much safer as a continous storm night club

Jingle bombs, jingle bombs I think I got screwed
Don't laugh at me because I'm there or I kill you!

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