Marley compuso este tema al tomar con mucho agrado la versión de Police & Thieves que hicieron The Clash de Junior Murvin, en su primer disco .
La letra menciona una fiesta con 3 bandas punks (The Damned, The Clash y The Jam) y a los clasicos del pub-rock conocidos como Dr. Feelgood.
Como erróneamente se suele decir, tambien tocan los Wailers, pero no la banda del profeta reggae sino The Wailers una banda garage de los 60 precursora del sonido punk y para muchos pioneros en la actitud callejera y contestataria del movimiento que cambiaría el sonido y la contundencia del rock de la que Bob era muy fanático.
Es de notar la participación de bandas como The Ruts o The Police en sus comienzos y personajes como Don Letts, mítica figura del reggae y el punk quienes ayudaron a el resurgimiento del reggae radical luego de la muerte de Marley. Ese momento histórico de principios de los 80 fue vital para el reggae, gracias a las bandas punks quienes con su revisión del sonido roots lo mantuvieron vivo.
New wave
New wave, new craze
New wave, new craze
New wave, new craze
Let me tell you
We're going to the party
And I hope you are hardy
So please don't be naughty
For it's a punky reggae party
New wave
New wave, new craze
New wave, new craze!
Tell you what!
It Take a joyful sound
To make a world go 'round
Come with your heart and soul
Come 'a come and rock your boat
Come 'a come and rock your boat
Cause it's a punky reggae party
And it's tonight
it's a punky reggae party
And it's alright
Oh no
Rejected by society
Treated with impugnity
Protected by their dignity
I face reality
New wave, new craze
New wave, new craze
New wave, new craze
New wave, new craze
Wailers still be there
The Jam, The Dammed, The Clash
Wailers still be there
Dr. Feelgood too, ooh
No boring all farts No boring all farts No boring all farts will be there
No boring all farts No boring all farts No boring all farts will be there
Yeah, it's the punky reggae party
And it's tonight
Punky reggae party
And it's alright
Oh ah!
A tip from a gypsy
She said man you got a tipsy
Hidin' from reality
In your world of Hipocrisy
In your world of Hipocrisy
In your world of Hipocrisy
In your world of Hipocrisy
In your world of Hipocrisy
Oh let me tell you
I'm poppin, I'm poppin, I'm poppin, I'm poppin, I'm poppin with your bubble
We ain't lookin' for no trouble
So if you trouble trouble
We give it to you double
We give it to you double
New wave
New wave, new craze
New wave, new craze
New wave, new craze
New wave, new craze
Everybody!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
Oh ah-ah-ah!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
bounce!
Hey!
It take a joyful sound
And make the world, make the world go 'round!
It take a joyful sound
Come 'a Come to rock your boat
It's a punky reggae party
And it's tonight
Punky reggae party
And it's alright
Groove, groove, groove!
New wave
New wave, new craze
New wave, new craze
New wave, new craze
New wave, new craze
Everybody!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
Bounce! Bounce!
