Jingle Bombs Lyrics - Don't Come Home For Christmas - Jeff Dunham

Dashing through the sand 

with a bomb strapped to my back. 

I have a nasty plan 

for Christmas in Iraq. 

I got through checkpoint A, 

but not through checkpoint B. 

That's when I got shot in the ass 

by the US Military 

Ooh, jingle bombs, jingle bombs 

Mine blew up you see. 

Where are all the virgins 

that Bin Laden promised me? 

Ooh, jingle bombs, jingle bombs 

U.S. soldiers shot me dead. 

The only thing that I have left 

is this towel up on my head. 

I used to be a man, 

but every time I cough, 

thanks to Uncle Sam, 

my nuts keep falling off. 

(Don't look you pervert!) 

My bombing days are done. 

I need to find some work. 

Perhaps it would be much safer 

as a convenient store night clerk. 

Oooh, jingle bombs, jingle bombs 

I think I got screwed. 

Dont laugh at me because I'm dead 

or Ill kill you 

I KIIIILL YOUOUOU!