Fugitive Air

	  		

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 D  
Besides I'm used to all of my scruples deserting me 
D/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       D       D/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 shitty 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 D/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 string like he does.