Effigy by Andrew Bird

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If you come to find me affable
And build a replica for me
Would the idea to you be laughable
Of a pale facsimile

So when you come to burn an effigy
It should keep the flies away
When you learn to burn this effigy
It should be
For the hours that slip away

It could be you, it could be me
Working the door, drinking for free
Carrying on with your conspiracies
Filling the room with a sense of unease
Fake conversations on a nonexistent telephone
Like the words of a man who's spent a little too much time alone
When one has spent too much time alone...

So if you come to burn my effigy
It should keep the flies away
When you learn to burn an effigy it should be
Of a man whose lost his way, slips away

If you come to find me affable__And build a replica for me__Would the idea to you be laughable__Of a pale facsimile____So when you come to burn an effigy__It should keep the flies away__When you learn to burn this effigy__It should be __For the hours that slip away____It could be you, it could be me__Working the door, drinking for free__Carrying on with your conspiracies__Filling the room with a sense of unease__Fake conversations on a nonexistent telephone__Like the words of a man who's spent a little too much time alone__When one has spent too much time alone...____So if you come to burn my effigy__It should keep the flies away__When you learn to burn an effigy it should be __Of a man whose lost his way, slips away__