Fully charged, your history tracked
With scary hacks, on mobile apps
It was a trap and that is that
Those anoraks, are figthing back
With double taps, and data caps
You cry, perhaps it all feels wrong
Your deets are gone and all that's left are Disco socks!
Oh yeah, you stole, my digital soul
You stole, you stole
Oh yeah, you stole, my digital soul
Fully conned, with phishing lines, and postal fines, those dirty swines
It was a trap, a planned attack
Those anoraks, are so exact, with their extract
No lies, it's fact
You cry, perhaps it all feels wrong
Your deets are gone and all that's left are Disco socks!
Oh yeah, you stole, my digital soul
You stole, you stole
Oh yeah, you stole, my digital soul
Oh yeah, you stole, my digital soul
Oh yeah, you stole, my digital soul
You stole, you stole
Oh yeah, you stole, my digital soul
Oh yeah, you stole, my digital soul