Underdog (save me)

Two black line 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 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 all of my calls,
i believe i can hear through these walls.
oh please save me, save me from myself.
i can? be the only one stuck on the shelf.
you said you? always fall for the underdog.
Well i've been dreaming of jetstreams and kicking up dust,
a thirty seven thousand foot of wonderlust
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? always fall for the underdog