Letra Underdog (save me) Turin Brakes

Underdog (save me)

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 the
screeching little brakes complain.
With the briefcase empty and the holes in my shoes,
I try to stay friendly for the sugary abuse.
So tell my secretary now to hold off all 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 jetsreams 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.