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“Hippity Hoppity, Your Oil Tankers Are Now My Property” is an upbeat, swagger‑soaked rock power‑anthem built on crunchy guitars, driving drums, and a mischievous grin that never leaves the mic.

It’s loud, playful, and gloriously absurd — a high‑energy maritime heist told with the confidence of someone who knows the ocean is basically their personal stage.

The track was written and produced by me using a blend of human creativity and AI‑assisted tools. Every lyric, melody, and arrangement was created specifically for this release. The artwork is also original and crafted for this song.

Themes & Mood
High‑seas chaos with a comedic twist
Swagger, confidence, and tongue‑in‑cheek bravado
Maritime mischief, radar pings, and ocean‑blue theatrics
Upbeat rock energy with a power‑anthem punch
A narrator who treats international waters like their personal board game

About the Track
“Hippity Hoppity, Your Oil Tankers Are Now My Property” follows a gleefully overconfident seafarer who spots a suspicious ship, calls its bluff, and claims it like it’s a prize in a Saturday‑morning cartoon.

It’s a story where satellites snitch, submarines fail their stealth checks, and disguises fall apart faster than a cheap paint job.

The song leans into the absurdity of maritime cat‑and‑mouse — a world where every wake leaves a paper trail, every alias is laughable, and the ocean itself seems to be rooting for the narrator.

Every riff hits with playful bravado, every drumbeat feels like a stomp on the deck, and the chorus lands like a victory chant shouted across the waves.

At its core, the track says:

If you’re going to seize a tanker, at least make it catchy.

Production Notes
Original composition
AI‑assisted tools used for arrangement and sound design
Mixed and finalized manually
Original static artwork created specifically for this track

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Genre: Upbeat rock / tongue‑in‑cheek power‑anthem.

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Woke up to the radar pingin’,
Big blip on the ocean blue.
Somebody thought they’d slip on by,
But satellites already knew.
Rust‑bucket silhouette creepin’,
Tryna change its name mid‑sea —
Paint it twice, flip the flag,
Still looks the same to me.

[Pre‑Chorus]
You can run across the water,
You can hide behind a storm,
But the minute that you drift too close,
We’re boarding in uniform.

[Chorus]
Hippity hoppity,
Your oil tankers are now my property.
Try to play Monopoly,
But you landed on my dock, unfortunately.
Hippity hoppity,
International waters ain’t a prophecy.
Thought you had autonomy —
But now you’re parked inside my custody.**

[Verse 2]
Submarines lurkin’ in the shadows,
Actin’ like they’re black‑ops stealth.
But every ping they try to hide
Just tattles on itself.
Renamed it “Marinara,”
Like pasta sauce would set it free —
Buddy, that disguise ain’t foolin’
Anybody with a screen.

[Pre‑Chorus]
You can cloak it in confusion,
You can swear it’s not your ship,
But the moment that we pull the logs,
The story starts to slip.

[Chorus]
**Hippity hoppity,
Your oil tankers are now my property.
Try to change geography,
But we track you like a prophecy.
Hippity hoppity,
Should’ve checked the fine‑print properly.
Now you’re in my custody —
Enjoy the hospitality.

[Bridge]
Oh, you thought you’d slide by quietly,
But the ocean’s got a memory.
Every wake you leave behind
Writes your whole biography.
And now you’re sittin’ on my deck,
Lookin’ kinda sheepish, honestly —
Should’ve known the sea’s a stage
And we run the choreography.

[Final Chorus]
Hippity hoppity,
Your oil tankers are now my property.
Diplomatic comedy,
But you’re still in my inventory.
Hippity hoppity,
Better luck next time, possibly —
’Til then, enjoy the novelty
Of maritime monopoly.