Underdog (Save Me)

Turin Brakes

Two black lines streaming out
Like a guidance line
Put one foot on the road now
Where the sybourgs are driving
With the WD40 in their veins
Your screeching little brakes complains

With the briefcase empty
And the holes in my shoes
I try to stay friendly
For the sugary abuse oh
So tell my secretary now
To hold all of my calls
I believe I can hear through these walls

Oh please save me
Save me from myself
I can't be
The only one stuck on the shelf
You said you'd always
Fall for the underdog

Well I've been dreaming of jetstreams
And kicking up dust
A thirty seven thousand foot wanderlust
And with skyline number 9
Ticked off in my mind
Oh can you hear me screaming out now
Through the telephone line

Oh please save me
Save me from myself
I can't be
The only one stuck on the shelf
You said you'd always
Fall for the underdog

Save me
Save me
Save me
Save me