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
There's 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
There's 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
There's no Christmas lights because there's 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 kill 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 Kill You"
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 There's 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 There's 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 There's no Christmas lights because there's 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 kill 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 Kill You" Explain Request ×
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