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   " I Kill You"