Smokin' Sick Style!
Dashing through the sandWith a bomb strapped to my backI have a nasty planFor Christmas in IraqI got through checkpoint ABut not through checkpoint BThat's when I got shot in the ass by U.S. militaryOoo, Jingle bombs, jingle bombs mine blew up you seeWhere are all the virgins that Bin Laden promised meJingle bombs, jingle bombs your soldiers shot me deadThe only thing that I have left is this towel upon my headI used to be a man, but every time I coughThanks do uncle Sam my nuts keep falling offMy bombing days are done, I need to find some workPerhaps it would be much safer as a convenient store night clerk,Ooo, Jingle bombs, jingle bombs I think I got screwedDon't laugh at me because I'm dead or I kill you!