Turin Brakes - Underdog (Save Me) lyrics

rate me

Two black lines streaming out like a guidance line.

Put one foot on the road now where the sybourgs(?) are driving,

With the WD-40 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.

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 wonderlust

And with skyline number 9 ticked off on my mind,

Oh can you hear me screaming out now through the telephone lines.

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.