Bm A G (x2)

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

Bm                   A              G
 With my briefcase empty and a hole in my shoe
Bm              A                       G
 I try to stay friendly through the sugary abuse
Bm              A                G
 Tell my secretary now to hold all my calls
Bm                   A                       G
 I believe I can hear through these walls.

G          A
Oh please Save Me
G                 E
Save me from myself
     A                G                E
I can't be the only one stuck on the shelf
A                       G             E     A
You said you'd always fall for the un-der-dog

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

G          A
Oh please Save Me
G                 E
Save me from myself
     A                G                E
I can't be the only one stuck on the shelf
A                       G             E     A
You said you'd always fall for the un-der-dog