Dashing through the sand With a bomb strapped to my back I have a nasty plan For Christms in Iraq I got through checkpoint A But not through checkpoint B That's when I got shot in the ass By the U.S military Jingle Bombs, Jingle Bombs Mine blew up you see Where are all the virgins that Bin Laden promised me Jingle Bombs, Jingle Bombs Your soldiers shot me dead The only thing that I have left is this towel upon my head I used to be a man But everytime I cough Thanks to uncle Sam My nuts keep falling off My bombing days are done I need to find some work Perhaps it would be much safer As a convenience stall night clerk Jingle Bombs, Jingle Bombs I think I got screwed Don't laugh at me because I'm dead Or kill you~