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


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The Missing Parachute song meanings
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