Effigy
Andrew Bird Lyrics


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Last night
I saw a fire burning on
The palace lawn
O'er the land
The humble subjects watched in mixed
Emotion

Who is burnin'?
Who is burnin'?
Effigy
Who is burnin'?
Who is burnin'?
Effigy

Last night
I saw the fire spreadin' to
The palace door
Silent majority
Weren't keepin' quiet
Anymore

Who is burnin'?
Who is burnin'?
Effigy
Who is burnin'?
Who is burnin'?
Effigy

Last night
I saw the fire spreadin' to
The country side
In the mornin'
Few were left to watch
The ashes die

Who is burnin'?
Who is burnin'?
Effigy
Who is burnin'?
Who is burnin'?
Effigy

Why?
Why?




Why?
Effigy

Overall Meaning

Andrew Bird's "Effigy" is a song that is both eerie and intriguing. The lyrics describe the burning of an effigy, which is essentially a representational figure or a stuffed image of a person. Throughout the song, there is an air of suspicion and intrigue as the persona narrates the effigy's burning and repeatedly asks the question, "Who is burning?". The lyrics suggest that the burning of this effigy is a symbol of some form of resistance or rebellion against a powerful entity, possibly a government or monarchy.


The song's theme of resistance is particularly evident in the lines "The humble subjects watched in mixed Emotion" and "Silent majority Weren't keepin' quiet anymore." These lyrics suggest that the people are no longer content with their current situation and are beginning to take action to resist the ruling power. The image of the effigy burning in the palace lawn and spreading to the countryside represents the growing rebellion and the eventual destruction of the previous system.


The repetition of the question "Who is burnin'?" adds to the suspenseful nature of the song, as it suggests that the identity of the person or entity behind the burning is not immediately clear. The repeated use of the word "effigy" throughout the song also emphasizes the symbolic nature of the burning and the resistance it represents.


Overall, "Effigy" is a powerful song that speaks to the desire for change and rebellion against oppressive systems. Its lyrics suggest that the burning of an effigy is a symbol of hope for those seeking to resist and overthrow those in power.


Line by Line Meaning

Last night
The events in this song took place last night.


I saw a fire burning on The palace lawn
The singer saw a fire on the lawn of the palace.


O'er the land The humble subjects watched in mixed Emotion
The people of the land watched the fire with mixed emotions.


Who is burnin'? Who is burnin'? Effigy
The people don't know what or who is burning, but they know that an effigy is involved.


Last night I saw the fire spreadin' to The palace door
The fire spread to the palace door.


Silent majority Weren't keepin' quiet Anymore
The normally quiet majority of people started to speak out.


Who is burnin'? Who is burnin'? Effigy
The people still don't know what or who is burning.


Last night I saw the fire spreadin' to The country side
The fire spread to the countryside.


In the mornin' Few were left to watch The ashes die
In the morning, there were a few people left to watch the ashes from the fire.


Who is burnin'? Who is burnin'? Effigy
The mystery of what or who is burning remains.


Why? Why? Why? Effigy
The singer questions why the effigy was burned, but no clear answer is provided.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: ANDREW WEGMAN BIRD

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

The Count

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, 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

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…



All comments from YouTube:

Solveig Inga

Whoever thinks the intro to this song is amazing, listen to more baroque music if you wanna hear more...andrew bird understands classical music as well as modern and incorporates that into his music. It's a very rare and beautiful understanding to have.

Ballsrog

Pretty much anything with violin is better than anything without it

Max Muller

Another great example of the integration of modern and baroque music is "Golden Brown", by The Stranglers

The Count

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, 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

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…

Valerie

Those first 40 seconds can only be described as magic. Beautiful, stunning, lovely magic.

man chise

superb collaboration. I love the way the voices blend in together so beautiful, .....sweetness!

Travis Whitney

Of his best harmonic offerings; whistling included.

Spencer Elliot

wow. the very opening had me slack-jawed and on the floor with my laptop pressed to my ears.

Timothy Houck

I won't complain about your songs because I listen to them. Well done.

Gokul Naidu

Yesterday was the first time i heard this song and it made me cry

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