Jeff Dunham - Christmas With The Achmed Family lyrics

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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 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 <br />

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Thanks to razvan