uk'den gelen celtic/folk grubu.. aynı isimli bir irlanda içmece şarkısı (neredeyse her irlanda şarkısı gibi)'ndan almışlardır isimlerini.. neşeli melodiler ve ballad tadındaki sözleriyle can sıkıntısına birebir bir grup.. myspace'den bulunabilir, ama ne yazık ki albüm/mp3 gibi bir kaynak yok (ya da ben bulamadım) onlara dair..

aynı isimli şarkının sözlerini de yazayım tam olsun:
i'll tell you a story that happened to me
one day as i went down to cork by the sea
the sun it was hot and the day it was warm,
says i a quiet pint wouldn't do me no harm

i went in and i called for a bottle of stout
says the barman, i'm sorry, all the beer is sold out
try whiskey or paddy, ten years in the wood
says i, i'll try cider, i've heard it was good.

oh never, oh never, oh never again
if i live to be a hundred or a hundred and ten
i fell to the ground and i couldn't get up
after drinking a quart of the johnny jump up

after downing the third i went out to the yard
where i bumped into brody, the big civic guard
come here to me boy, don't you know i'm the law?
well, i up with me fist and i shattered his jaw

he fell to the ground with his knees doubled up
but it wasn't i hit him, 'twas johnny jump up
the next thing i remember down in cork by the sea
was a cripple on crutches and says he to me

i'm afraid of me life i'll be hit by a car
won't you help me across to the celtic knot bar?
after downing a quart of that cider so sweet
he threw down his crutches and danced on his feet

i went up the lee road, a friend for to see
they call it the madhouse in cork by the sea
butl when i got there, sure the truth i will tell,
they had this poor bugger locked up in a cell

said the guard, testing him, say these words if you can,
"around the rugged rock the ragged rascal ran"
tell him i'm not crazy, tell him i'm not mad
it was only a sip of the bottle i had

well, a man died in the mines by the name of mcnabb
they washed him and laid him outside on the slab
and after the parlors measurements did take
his wife brought him home to a bloody fine wake

twas about 12 o'clock and the beer was high
the corpse sits up and says with a sigh
i can't get to heaven, they won't let me up
til i bring them a quart of the johnny jump up

so if ever you go down to cork by the sea
stay out of the ale house and take it from me
if you want to stay sane don't you dare take a sup
of that devil drink cider called johnny jump up

(redleader - 22 Aralık 2008 22:09)