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 missbehave
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 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"
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 missbehave
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 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"