Clearly you don't know where you're going
But the beaten track behind you runs for miles.
You've blundered through the jungle
Like a hyperactive child.
Just be careful and think the thing through,
You must be careful of what you're linked to -
Just be careful, there's no smoke without fire.
You held your inattention
And your standing's now as suspect as can be,
The charges telegraphed and tracked conspiratorially.
Just be careful of where your mouse clicks,
You must be careful because the mud sticks -
Just be careful, there's no smoke without fire.