Jingle bombs [feat.Brian Haner] | Achmed the dead terrorist Lyrics, Meaning & Videos

Jingle bombs
Achmed the dead terrorist Lyrics

Ooo, Jingle bombs, jingle bombs I think I got screwed
Don't laugh at me because I'm dead or I keel you

The song "Jingle Bombs" by Achmed the dead terrorist is a dark and satirical take on the situation in Iraq during the war on terror. The lyrics are from the perspective of an insurgent who has strapped a bomb to their back and is attempting to carry out an attack during the holiday season. The lyrics describe the character's failed attempt to get past U.S. military checkpoints and their eventual death. The song also touches on themes of broken promises and disillusionment with the cause they were fighting for.

The opening line of "Dashing through the sand with a bomb strapped to my back" immediately sets a dark and humorous tone for the song. The character's desire to carry out an attack during the holiday season illustrates the absurdity and extremism of their actions. The line "Where are all the virgins that Bin Laden promised me" is a reference to the belief held by some extremist groups that suicide bombers are rewarded in the afterlife with virgins. The song also includes commentary on the physical and emotional toll of war, with lines such as "Thanks to Uncle Sam my nuts keep falling off" and "My bombing days are done, I need to find some work."

Dashing through the sand
Moving quickly across the desert

With a bomb strapped to my back
Carrying an explosive device on my person

I have a nasty plan
Intending to cause harm and destruction

For Christmas in Iraq
Performing this act during a holiday season in this country

I got through checkpoint A
Successfully passed through the first security checkpoint

But not through checkpoint B
Failed to pass the second security checkpoint

That's when I got shot in the ass by the U.S. military
Received a gunshot wound from American soldiers

Ooo, Jingle bombs, jingle bombs mine blew up you see
My explosive device detonated, causing damage and destruction

Where are all the virgins that Bin Laden promised me
Questioning the rewards promised to extremist terrorists

Jingle bombs, jingle bombs your soldiers shot me dead
The soldiers killed me with their gunfire

The only thing that I have left is this towel upon my head
Only possessing a towel wrapped around my head as a cultural identifier

I used to be a man, but every time I cough
My health has declined to the point of questioning my gender identity

Thanks to uncle Sam my nuts keep falling off
Blaming the United States for his physical afflictions

My bombing days are done, I need to find some work
No longer able to carry out violent acts and in search of employment

Perhaps it would be much safer as a convenient store night clerk,
Considering a less risky occupation as a retail worker

Ooo, Jingle bombs, jingle bombs I think I got screwed
Feeling cheated or deceived about his beliefs and actions

Don't laugh at me because I'm dead or I keel you
Warning against disrespecting the dead and threatening harm

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