Andrew Bird
"Effigy"

If you come to find me affable
Build a replica for me
Would the idea to you be laughable?

Of a pale facsimile?
So would you come to burn an effigy?
It should keep the flies away

When you launce upon this effigy
It should be
For the hours that slip away
Slip away

Chorus

It could be you
It could be me
Walk in the door
Drinking for free
Carrying on with your conspiracies
Filling the room with a sense of unease

Fake conversations on a non-existent telephone
Like the words of a man who spent a little too much time alone

I don’t want to spend too much time alone

When you come to burn my effigy
It should keep the flies away

If you long to burn an effigy
It should be for the man whose lost a friend

Slips away

It could be you
It could be me
Walk in the door
Drinking for free
Carrying on with your conspiracies
Filling the room with a sense of unease

Fake conversations on a non-existent telephone
Like the words of a man who spent a little too much time alone

I don’t want to spend too much time alone

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