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1. |
Stay
04:42
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This is the first line of a song about you
It’s kinda simple
But it’s the best that I can do
I don’t want you
This is the second part of a song about you
Don’t have much to say
But I suppose there should be two
Hope you hear it
On your radio
Hope you hear it
Wish I knew
Wish I knew the right words
The right words to say
I don’t want you
Don’t want you to go
Please stay
This is another verse of a song about you
Probably can’t get much worse
But I’ll see what I can do
Hope you’re listening
To your radio
Hope you’re listening
Wish I knew
Wish I knew the right words
The right words to say
I don’t want you
I don’t want you to go
Oh no
Please stay
Guitar
Wish I knew
Wish I knew the right words
The right words to say
I don’t want you
Don’t want you to go
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no
Wish I knew
I wish I knew the right words
The right words,
The right words to say
I don’t want you
Don’t want you to go
Oh no
Oh no no no
Oh no
Please stay
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2. |
Accumulator
04:03
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She’s my little sister
Look after her real good
Just like I promised our Mama
I promised that I would
She’s always movin’
I guess she got restless soles
But every time it seems
When we pack up her dreams
There’s more stuff than there was before
Accumulator
She got so much stuff
Accumulator
But it ain’t not never enough
She got purple sneakers
She’s had since she was ten
An’ a whole wardrobe full o’ glamourzines
That she’ll never read again
Sixteen stinkin’ candles
And a box full of broken phones
An’ that old teddy bear
With the fuzzy hair
Uncle Ron brought her back from Rome
Accumulator
She got so much stuff
Accumulator
But it ain’t not never enough
Accumulator
She got that bug real bad
Can’t have everything she wants
But she wants everything she’s had
She got every letter every boyfriend wrote
Every birthday card, every sweet love note
Tickets to every show that she ever saw
And that old blue dress that Mama wore
Accumulator
She got so much stuff
Accumulator
But it ain’t not never enough
Accumulator
She got that bug real bad
Can’t have everything she wants
But she wants everything she’s had
Accumulator
Way down deep in her soul
One day all that stuff might just
Collapse into a black hole
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3. |
Myself Again
03:40
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Got something in her shoe but she can’t stop
Too much for her to do and it’s so hard
Trying to remember
All the details of the emails
That she should’ve sent but hasn’t written
Presentation’s due at ten but it’s not done
And it won’t be done by then so she joked
Or maybe she was serious
She’ll just wing it likes she always does
And hope nobody’s concentrating
But as she left her desk that day
Sure they heard her say
I’ve got a feeling that it’s time to be myself again
I’ve got a feeling that it’s time to be myself again
I’ve got a feeling that it’s time to be myself again
Be my
Be myself again
Do do do do do do
Da da
Do do do do do do
They seemed to be all right but bonds can chafe
Maybe they just didn’t fight in a public place
But she was always yearning
’til the moment when she wandered off
On restless legs that wouldn’t settle
And as she closed the door that day
Sure he heard her say
I’ve got a feeling that it’s time to be myself again
I’ve got a feeling that it’s time to be myself again
I’ve got a feeling that it’s time to be myself again
Be my
Be myself again
By my
Time to be by myself again
Do do do do do do
Da da
Do do do do do do
She wasn’t ever really sure
Exactly what she’s looking for
Who knows what she’ll find?
Yeah
I’ve got a feeling that it’s time to be myself again
I’ve got a feeling that it’s time to be myself again
I’ve got a feeling that it’s time to be myself again
I’ve got a feeling
I’ve got a feeling
She got something in her shoe but she can’t stop
Got something in her shoe but she can’t stop
Got something in her shoe but she can’t stop
Got something in her shoe but she can’t stop
Do do do do do do
Da da
Do do do do do do
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4. |
Shelley
04:05
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Shelley wasn’t there again today
So once again he didn’t get to say, “I’m sorry”
But then just maybe he wouldn’t anyway
Gathers all his hopes up off the floor
Underestimated how much more she wanted
And took for granted she’d never choose the door
Would I lie to you?
Would I ever tell you less than half the truth?
Do you really think I could?
Well, yes
Yes I guess you would
Sharing his own company again
Doesn’t make for scintillating conversation
A situation that possibly explains
Why Robbie’s sitting outside in the rain
Staring at the window of the plain white building
Where Shelley’s sleeping or should be anyway
Would I lie to you?
Would I ever tell you less than half the truth?
Do you really think I could?
Well, yes
Yes I guess you
Would you ever accept part of the blame?
Would you ever expect me to do the same?
Shelley finds him snoring on the lawn
Running late for work but now she’s torn:
He’s stalking
But maybe talking could still avoid a war
Leaves a scribbled note there on his chest
Hurries off and hopes it’s for the best
“6:30 and this time I’ll be … I promise I’ll be there”
Would I lie to you?
Would I ever tell you less than half the truth?
Do you really think I could?
Well, yes
Would I lie to you?
Would I ever tell you less than half the truth?
Do you really think I could?
Well, yes
Yes I guess you would
History says you should
So yes, I guess you
Shelley wasn’t there again
She wasn’t there again
Shelley wasn’t there again today
Shelley wasn’t there again
She wasn’t there again
Shelley wasn’t there again today
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5. |
Regrettown
04:16
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Coming back to Regrettown
Might not have been my smartest move
The lonely pine on Mackenzie Drive
Whispers sense memories of you
But the Want Ads were so enticing
And I missed Saint Tony’s beer
Settling back into Regrettown
I can see your house from here
I can see your house from here
Shouldn’t be too surprised
How little things have changed
It’s only been a dozen years
Since I went away
All the same familiar faces
Trapped in the same old fears
Cobwebs grow in Regrettown
I can see your house from here
I can see your house from here
The place we hooked up
Has burned down
The one where we disengaged
Still goin’ strong
And I find I’m kinda glad
It’s not the other way around
’Cos even the waffles in Frankie’s Diner
Don’t taste like home
Getting out of Regrettown
Take Frankie’s menu as a souvenir
Glancing back in the mirror
I can see your house from here
I can see your house disappear
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6. |
My Heart
04:55
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Effigy’s just one of many places
I’ve been burned
I left my love there somewhere
But it never was returned
My heart was on my sleeve
When she took me to the cleaners
They even got the stain out
With some shots of Mr Meanor’s*
But that’s all right
It’s okay
’Cos I didn’t really need it anyway
That’s all right
It’s okay
’Cos I never really used it anyway
My heart
My heart
Once upon another time
Back when I had my shirt
She rolled my heart in honey
Then she stomped it in the dirt
I asked her why she treated me
So good and then so bad
She smiled and said
That it was just this hobby that she had
Well, that’s all right
It’s okay
’Cos I didn’t really need it anyway
That’s all right
It’s okay
’Cos I never really used it anyway
My heart
My heart
My heart
My heart
My heart
My heart
My heart
My heart
Every now and sometimes
When I think I’d like it back
My memory repeats for me
Her signature attack
She’d throw down the gauntlet
And when I bent to retrieve it
Her knee would meet my mouth
Encouraging my teeth to leave it
Well, that’s all right
It’s okay
’Cos I didn’t really need them anyway
That’s all right
It’s okay
’Cos I never really used them anyway
My heart
My heart
My heart
My heart
My heart
My heart
My heart
My heart
Sax
* Mr Meanor’s Patent Tonic and Stain Remover
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7. |
It's All Wrong
02:44
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It’s all wrong
And I tell you
Disassociation’s got me reeling
It’s all wrong
As we go through
The motions of emotions without feeling
Maybe you’re hurt
How would I know?
’cos you’re not really here
And I don’t know where you’ve gone
It’s all wrong
It seems now
My company’s become unappealing
It’s all wrong
Yeah, I’ve seen how
In intimate embrace you watch the ceiling
Maybe I’ll stay
Maybe I’ll go
Well would you really care?
Would you notice that I’d gone?
’Cos it’s all wrong
It’s all wrong
Running late
For dinner at your parents’ place
I’m pacing in the passage
While you’re fixing up your face
When I see the reflection
Of my bitter self-obsession
In the mess of your mascara ...
It’s all right
It’s ok
Honey, I don’t know just how we got here
It’s all wrong
But I want to
Find a way to navigate this nightmare
’Cos it’s all ...
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8. |
T-Shirt
03:35
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She wants me to throw out my favourite t-shirt
“How many favourite t-shirts can one man have?”
That’s like asking me to lose my memory
Looks at me like I’m an alien
Well, yes
The concert was 11 years ago
Yes
The fabric has developed some extra holes
But it’s part of me
Don’t want to forget
Part of me
Not ready to part with yet
She wants me to throw out my favourite boots
The ones I wore
When we walked across the Golden Gate Bridge
But these boots have climbed mountains
They rode elephants and camels
And a bicycle in China
Shakes her head
And mumbles something about men
Well, yes
The only climbing they do now
Is up a ladder changing light globes
Yes
The only walking they do now
Is ’round the yard
When I can’t avoid the mowing any more
Yes
The soles are all worn
Stitching’s undone
And they’ve got multi-coloured stains
From when we painted
Painted ’round the back
But they’re part of me
Don’t want to forget
Part of me
Not ready to part with yet
But they’re part of me
Don’t want to forget
Part of me
Not ready to part with yet
Well, I’m not, I’m not ready
I’m not, I’m not ready
I’m not, I’m not ready
I’m not, I’m not ready
I’m not, I’m not ready
I’m not, I’m not ready
I’m not, I’m not ready to part with
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9. |
Derek
03:25
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Keep getting phone calls and letters
People knocking at my door
Can you pass on a message?
Tell him that we called?
His pile of bills spills onto the floor
But all that I can tell them is
Derek doesn’t live here any more
We haven’t spoken in ages
He left late last year
No idea where he’s staying
Somewhere else but here
I think that Jenny got a postcard from Nepal
But Derek doesn’t live here …
Haven’t seen him for months
And I don’t know where he’s gone
But the rest of his stuff
Is clogging up the hall
And I wish that he’d come back again
’cos Mr Mittens is costing me a fortune
On the weekend in the city
I met his mother in the mall
She said, “I think that you knew Derek”
Then I saw her face just fall
Didn’t talk about the details
Guess the memory’s too raw
But Derek doesn’t live here ...
He doesn’t live here ...
Derek doesn’t live here any more ...
(Mr Mittens misses you but he’s gonna be ok ...)
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10. |
Where You Need To Be
03:59
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Tom practiced his speech
All the way from town
Saddlesore, sweat and dust
Made mud on his brow
But the hardest part
Was still ahead
Told Sal he signed up
She didn’t yell, she didn’t cry
He heard the seconds pass
The resignation in her sigh
She turned toward the window …
Go if you want to
Go where you need to be
Don’t let me stop you
Don’t let me get in your way
Sal proved an able captain
And kept the farm afloat
’Til, months after the armistice,
Tom disembarked the boat
But that frightening, bloody movie
Kept playing in his head
She tried to soothe the nightmares
But he always pushed away
And years of fraying tempers tore
One Wednesday after tea
Her suitcase by the doorway …
Go if you want to
Go where you need to be
Don’t let me stop you
Don’t let me ...
Fifty years together and apart
Though love is not a science
Maybe practice can perfect
This darkest of the arts
A white room with a window
Looking out on spindly trees
Tom shrank into a nest
Of wires and machines
With Sal on sentry duty
Beside his bed
She held his pale hand
That used to be so strong
That twirled her ’round the dancefloor
Caressed her longing skin
She kissed his cheek and whispered …
Go if you want to
Go where you need to be
Don’t let me stop you
Don’t let me ...
Go if you want to
Go where you need to be
Don’t let me stop you
Don’t let me get in your way
Don’t let me get in your way
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11. |
Hold The Ones You Love
02:46
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Hold the ones you love
Tell ’em while you can
’Cos you never know just when
You won’t have that chance again
I’ve been working late, working late
Like I always do
I’m not gonna make, gonna make
Your basketball game tonight
I hope it goes well
Circles spiraling, spiraling
Circles red and blue
Light the motorway, motorway
Like a carnival carousel
It doesn’t seem real
Hold the ones you love
Tell ’em while you can
’Cos you never know just when
You won’t have that chance again
Voices telling me, telling me
It’ll be okay
Drifting further and further and
Further away …
Guitar
Hold the ones you love
Tell ’em while you can
’Cos you never know just when
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12. |
Please, Stay
02:43
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This is the first line of a song about you
It’s kinda simple
But it’s the best that I can do
I don’t want you
This is the second part of a song about you
Don’t have much to say
But I suppose there should be two
Hope you hear it
On your radio
Hope you hear it
Wish I knew
Wish I knew the right words
The right words to say
I don’t want you
Don’t want you to go
Please stay
This is another verse of a song about you
Probably can’t get much worse
But I’ll see what I can do
Hope you’re listening
To your radio
Hope you’re listening
Wish I knew
Wish I knew the right words
The right words
The right words to say
I don’t want you
I don’t want you to go
Oh no
Oh no no no
Please stay
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Fergus Maximus Adelaide, Australia
Fergus Maximus is that guy with his headphones on long after the playlist has finished, completely oblivious because there’s always music in his head anyway. Ferg's unapologetic pop songs encompass all the important things: love, loss, mistakes, surprises and people’s astonishing capacity to miscommunicate. In these songs and stories you'll find some extraordinary snapshots from an ordinary life. ... more
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