Still Selling Shoes Lyrics - Bell X1

We are at a crossroads 

Trees bow to the winds of change 

But where is all the dancing 

Where is all the dancing? 

Where are the comely maidens 

With their hair wraps and braiding 

Here we are at a crossroads 

And where do we go from here? 

Boozy charm will only get you so far 

That's a card played by the underdog 

With a lamp we'd call to our runt 

Turned to nurse the tiger cub 

Back when Rory played the blues 

And Ronan was still selling shoes 

I hear the echo of a thousand hollow welcomes 

Surely we can manage to be someone, someone 

We've long closed Billy's barn doors 

'Cause it doesn't matter where the gang goes 

Have we forgotten what it's like to go 

'Cause we did not have 

Say it loud and with one voice 

We didn't really have a choice 

But to colonize by sleeping bag 

Trojan nag 

Back when Rory played the blues 

And Ronan was still selling shoes 

When Rory played the blues 

And Ronan was still selling shoes 

Still selling shoes, still selling shoes 

Still selling shoes 

When Rory played the blues 

And Ronan was still selling shoes