[Whispered Intro] From Whangārei… Through Rodney… Into the Kaimanawa dark… The Boogey Man is coming. [Verse 1] He runs REP Endurance, teaches others to dig deep, While the Boogey Man goes roaming when the normal people sleep. Sixth at Tarawera, third across Taupō, 45 backyard hours when his body screamed, “No more.” From East Cape to Cape Egmont, chasing down the sun, With Shaun beside him thinking, “What the fuck have we begun?” Leatherwood on hands and knees, swollen rivers running high, Then through the Kaimanawas underneath a starlit sky. [Chorus] Boogey Man! He’s coming up the track, 48,826 meters stacked. Boogey Man! From the coast into the ranges, Wild country calls and the mad bastard chases. Thirty days survived, now the final climb awaits, 3,100 meters standing at the gates! [Verse 2] 122 hours beneath the winter sky, Whangārei to Rodney, wherever vert is high. Chicken burgah waiting, Korn inside his head, And he might have a third nipple, or that’s what Scott has said. He coaches people forward, helps them find another gear, Then chooses an adventure no sensible coach would steer. Infection, swollen rivers, police joining in the fun, No one claimed the crossing, but they damn near killed the sun. [Final Chorus] Boogey Man! One final day, Run, hike, survive and finish it your way. Boogey Man! Let the dark hills know, Day 31 and there’s nowhere left to go. From the northern trails to the Kaimanawa night, Scott Bougen, bring the nightmare into light! [Outro – Whispered] Check beneath the bed… Check behind the door… The Boogey Man is climbing… One last time.
