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 | Taboo or not Taboo* |
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For those who want reflections on some ethical values. Is giving in to the flesh and other forbidden fruits not just that little spark of sunshine in a dull and grey existence? Drummer is Rohal 'El Fish' De Ridder. |
 | The Raggle Taggle Gypsy |
| | | The well wed wench leaves man (old) and money (heaps) to run off with an all-singing,
guitar playing gypsy. Isn't love beautiful? |
 | The Fiddler's Tale* |
| | | The villagers panic when hearing the demonic fiddle play of a traveller. For this track, we unleashed Guy Fletcher on the fiddle. |
 | Angels on Sale*
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| | | Some criticism on the futile attempts to buy a pure conscience. More Guy Fletcher in this song. |
 | South Australia |
| | | PAAAARTYYYYY. With Peter Van Woensel as tropical rainforest and the band as an outrageous audience. |
| Young Master Dribble* |
| | | An instrumental impression of the uncertain but feisty first steps of a toddler. Paul Van Laere on the flute. |
 | Goodnight the Lord is Coming |
| | | A gospel... With support on djembe by Peter Van Woensel. |
 | Blossoms a Rose* |
| | | The musical arrangement of a love poem by the Irish poet W.B. Yeats. Used as an introduction of the next song. |
 | Imaginary Stairs* |
| | | Serves as a sequel of the former song. Written for Marc and Kate from the Cambridge Folk Festival
security. |
 | The Lord of the Dance |
| | | Traditional arranged by Sydney Carter, or is it his own creation? |
 | Lakewood/The Triepmuir Hornpipe/Royal Belfast |
| | | The secret weapon of Snakes in Exile. Three Scottish tunes whistled on Peter's face. |
 | Jumpin' Jack Flash |
| | | A Rolling Stones classic in an a-capella arrangement. Recorded at the BBC studios in London. |
 | St. Patrick was a Gentleman |
| | | Whilst christianising Ireland, apparently St. Patrick banished all vermin from the Island. This legend has been the inspiration for the band's name, so it had to be on this album... |
 | The Parting Glass |
| | | A traditional Irish farewell song performed regularly without PA after a successful concert. Sung for the first time on the same wedding party where the Dickless jig was written (see Songs and Salads). |
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