of Montreal - Fugitive Air

      
 
 <i></i>Here are some of the weirder chords in the song and how
 Kevin (most likely) plays them:
 
 CMaj7 (X35450)
 FMaj7 (X33550)
 Edim7 (XX1212)
 G#aug (XX6554)
 Am (XX7555)
 
 B A C A 
     
 F G F C D E 
       
 E                           F# G                          
 I do wrong, strictly speaking, just for myself, because it
 E                                F#     G                             
 Makes me feel like a real man to hold hegemony over my business, and I
 
 Dm          C                CMaj7     FMaj7        
 I refuse to be abused by the milieu of wistful decay
 D                   E                    F       F/E F/D 
 Besides I'm used to all of my scruples deserting me
 F/Db         C         E7 
 Like they've done today
 
     B                                       A    
 The lady from the block hunched over on the stoop
          C                  A   
 With her withered old titty out,
                  F         G    F               
 Sayin' I've been rolled so many times, it's just
 C                  
 Feeding the pigeons
 
 B                                                 
 Now her grandson swings a little rabbit by the leg
 A         C                           A     
 While his mother's playing two wooden flutes
           F         G        F  
 I want to repo some fugitive air
      C                D     E           
 To escape this street's vagary aesthetic
 
     E                                    
 Has anybody here seen my old friend blob?
 F#      G                            
 Oh, has anybody seen where he's gone?
         E                                  
 What he thinks I owe him is his former life
     F#        G                              
 But how can I unmake someone else's mistakes?
 
 Dm                C        
 I guess I was his anti-hero
 CMaj7           FMaj7      
 The bitter word on his lips
 D              E                 
 I hope I never feel a terror like
 F    F/E       F/D     F/Db   C          E7     
 When you've discovered your autonomy had flipped
 
 C                     Edim7    F          
 I feel like I possess only the bad aspects
 Edim7    G      F                C        E7 
 Of invisibility, but none of the good ones
 
 C                            Edim7   F             
 Are we walking mausoleums of scented rotting flesh?
 Edim7         G             
 Mother always liked you best
 F                C              
 Liked your teeth upon her breast
 
 C                                Edim7   F          
 Paint him with the oils from the eyes of street cats
         Edim7       G         
 Through some sh*tty witchcraft
 F                     C             E7   
 And apply it to their brows and genitalia
 
 C                 Edim7    F          
 I had no idea how deeply I wounded you
       Edim7            G       
 But I don't need no forgiveness
 F                  C                 E7 
 And no level of contrition will ever do
 
 C Edim7 F Edim7 G F C E7 
         
 C Edim7 F Edim7 G F C 
        
 C C C/G G#aug Am G#aug F FMaj7 CMaj7
 
 Notes:
 The "C D E" in the intro and fourth verse is played barred
 at the 3rd, 5th, and 7th frets, but it sounds great if you
 drop down to the open E shape for the "E F# G" that follows.
 
 I know the F/Db sounds weird, but I was able to isolate the
 acoustic guitar track, and that's what he's playing. Focus
 on the descending root notes on the A and E strings like he does.