Punky Reggae Party

Punky Reggae Party, la canción de Bob Marley & The Wailers, grabada en vivo y editada en el disco Babylon By Bus, en el año 77, jamás fue editada en un disco de estudio.




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

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

New wave

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!

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

Everybody!

Bounce! Bounce!

Bounce! Bounce!

Bounce! Bounce!

Oh ah ah ah