Cathy Emmas and friends recorded by Hakim Abaht (Hashassin, Ret.) Each line of the song has its own physical manoeuvre to be performed as it is sung. I shall list out each verse once and you can easily put together the descending days yourselves. On the first day of Ramadan the prophet gave to me,…

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Three dirty goblins crossed the line, Taboo (taboo) Taboo (taboo), Three dirty goblins crossed the line, Taboo (taboo) Taboo (taboo), Three dirty goblins crossed the line, One in front and two behind, With an ee-eye, bollocky-eye Bollocky-eye taboo. Three dirty goblins stole a horse, Taboo (taboo) Taboo (taboo), Three dirty goblins stole a horse, Taboo…

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A contempary song from Teutonia which appears to chronicle Earl Tylendal’s first quest to Chapel Perilous in 1102 and the rebirth of The Hunter into his current, post-Imperial incarnation. Whilst “horned gods” are common in Cymrija, Caledonia and Erin as well as Albion, explict references to The Hunter in Teutonia are rare prior to his…

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March of the Sinister Ducks by The Sinister Ducks Everyone thinks they’re such sweet little things Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack! Soft downy feathers and nice little wings. Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack! But there’s a poison I’d like to administer, You think they’re cuddly but I think they’re sinister. Ducks, Ducks! Quack,…

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Gearsprocket A demon called Maladius Was feeling pestilential, And, being a demon, he was wracked With angst so existential, Obnoxiousness in demonkind Is thought to be essential, So that he came to Albion Was rather providential. Smallpox and plague and dysentry, He revelled in them all, Streptococcus and E. coli At his beck and call,…

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Cerridwen of the Lios Alfar Oh who will take up arms with me for honour and the light And who will brave the darkness and stand fast against the night? And who will bear the healing cup for sake of Albion And who will save the fallen now Xantalia is gone? When darkness came and…

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Cerridwen of the Lios Alfar In the depths of the greenwood in Albion’s land Where the fallow deer runs and the tawny owl flies There’s a woman in silks dwells amidst the green trees With the secrets of ages held deep in her eyes Where the water runs clear and the salmon leap high And…

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Unquestionably one of Duchess Falcon’s bawdier compositions, she states proudly that it fully intended to be sung loudly and obnoxiously … “with gusto and a pint”! Library Archivist Summer 1105 Drinking Song by Madelaine Falcon Chorus We’ll drink to the stupid, we’ll drink to the wise We’ll drink to the drunk on the floor We’ll…

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various drunken Dragons If you want to find the Dragons, I know where they are I know where they are, I know where they are If you want to find the Dragons, I know where they are They’re drinking all the beer in the bar We saw them, we saw them Drinking all the beer…

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Traditional The ash grove, how graceful, how plainly ’tis speaking The harp through it playing has language for me. Whenever the light through its branches is breaking A host of kind faces is gazing on me The friends of my childhood again are before me Each step wakes a memory as freely I roam With…

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