(Ferry)
The bogus man is on his way
As fast as he can run
He´s tired but he´ll get to you
And shoot you with his gun
Focussed his mind
On something he cared about
But it came out a shout
Just like before
The bogus man is at your heels
Now clutching at your coat
You must be quick now hurry up
He´s scratching at your throat
Concealed his doubt
By skilful evasion
But he couldn't find out
About deception