Give me your hand
I'm trying to do the best thing with these clues
And I'm sorry that so far we've both been bruised
And only barely did we escape the gunfire
And only barely did we escape the gunfire
I saw our man go runnin' across the parking lot at night
He ran up and grabbed me by the collar and held it tight
With one punch, I knew I'd be doomed to a life in bed
He said his fist was the size of my head
Hold up, don't shoot
I'm just looking for my mom's parachute
Hold up, don't shoot
I'm just looking for my mom's parachute
It's got something that she drew on it
You wouldn't understand,
For you're an evil man
It's got something that she drew on it
You wouldn't understand,
For you're an evil man
Give me your hand
I'm trying to do the best thing with these clues
And I'm sorry that so far we've both been bruised
And only barely did we escape the gunfire
And only barely did we escape the gunfire
Hold up, don't shoot
I'm just looking for my mom's parachute
Hold up, don't shoot
I'm just looking for my mom's parachute
I'm sorry, mom, I think I failed