Andrew Bird - Effigy lyrics

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