You can bury me up to my knees in shit Or anything else... I don't mind a bit You think I'm gonna drown but you're wrong 'Cos man I got my hip boots on
Get your ass in the water and swim like me It's the only way you're going free If you blink an eye I'm down the road and gone It's plain to see that I don't belong
I got my hip boots on It's so cool It's beautiful
Those rusty chains can't tie me down 'Cos man I got my hip boots on
I never give it up Tear it up Rip it up Can't get enough Oh yeah
Before that shit starts going down When I hear the dogs I go to ground That's me high steppin' through the swamp That's why I got these hip boots on
I got my hip boots on It's so cool It's beautiful And it's so cool
Compositores: Donald Smith Airey (Don Airey) (PRS), Ian Anderson Paice (Ian Paice) (PRS), Ian Gillan (PRS), Jon Douglas Lord (Jon Lord) (PRS), Roger David Glover (David Roger) (PRS), Steven J Morse (Steve Morse) (BMI)Editores: Dregs Music (BMI), Headstrong Music Publishing Ltd (PRS), Jerden Records (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #17774701 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM