Marijuana's A Working Woman Tab uke di Of Montreal

C# B

D#
In the sensory overload chamber
                               B
Massage the android until it turns on

Die once every three minutes
                                               F
Something to look forward to throughout your day

When people ask me my gender
                         B
I just tell them, "Brunette"

Oh, their brains are on peroxide
Bm                 Dm           Am
Phony pride speaks only when it should've cried

Am A#


Naifs in decay return into TV
                     Am
Depression stunned celebs
                 A#
Who are suborning

People who need people to get in your face
          Am
Catalog a new low

And England is rife with lurchers

D#
A jasmine chorus of mountain cur
                                   B
She loves her Bowie-eyed bat-faced girl

The shadow's attempt on my life
                                      F
Autumn breaks its back for new hauntings

We saw the White Witch of Glenwood
                                            B
Then got high and watched ourselves as re-runs

In lemon-tinted glass fans curb
                                     C#
Auto-cleft musicians to play together


Pages of sound arc Andalusian raga
                              B
The bloated influencer in repose

In the part of the brain that karma allows

(Anyone, anyone, anyone)

Anyone perfect to be chic

Fm
Maybe we should fight it
       Cm
Always seems to make everything better
D
Maybe we should fight
C#
Maybe we should fight
Fm
Maybe we should fight it
       Cm
Always seems to make everything better
D
Maybe we should fight
C#
Maybe we should fight
Fm
Maybe we should fight it
       Cm
Always seems to make everything better
D
Maybe we should fight
C#
Maybe we should fight
Fm
Maybe we should fight it
       Cm
Always seems to make everything better
D
Maybe we should fight
C#
Maybe we should fight

n.c
Maybe we should fight it

Always seems to make everything better

Maybe

Maybe we should fight it

Always seems to make everything better

Maybe

A#m
Forget your mind
                D#7
It's not going anywhere or it's
G#
Going everywhere
A#m
Which amounts to the same thing

Daug
Graveyard pinhead straddled ghouled tears of worm
C#maj7
For somber tuft slitherer of eternal bate, withholding
Gdim
Naked calf brunette drowning partner
        Fm6
Itself's forehead blood hiding the left hand
                               Bdim
To hovering mischief's single dimension mis-cast imitator
                    n.c
Dance, tell a joke, worsen the mood

Fm6

Listen to me

Gdim A#sus4

G13
The ultimate purpose of white magic is to make my face
F#m7
Gleam with seven rays of ice, cape
Cm7                                     Am
Heaps birds of no paradise in Ganzfeld experiments
        Bm                               Bmaj7
Feeding hours fulminate evil serotonin uptake inhibitors
                     C#m7
It's a good night to cry, I don't have any tears left
       Bmaj7                               C#m7
It's a good night to cry, I don't have any tears left
                     Bmaj7
It's a fine night to cry

           Am/F
Depression eels committing thought crimes
            C#maj7       F
How does it feel to be a bust?