Underdog (Save Me) - Turin Brakes


Bm A G  [bar chord walk-down]

Bm              A                    G        
Two black lines streaming out like a guidance line
One foot on the road now where the cyborgs are driving
With the WD 40 in their veins
The screeching little brakes complain

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

	          A    F#m    G            E
	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 un—der—dog
	G F#m E

Well I've been dreaming of jetstreams and kicking up dust
A 37 thousand foot wanderlust
With skyline number 9 kicked off in my mind
Can you hear me screaming out now through the telephone line

	[Chorus]