Der Kommissar [English translation]

Check it out Joe, ha!

Two, three, four- one, two, three- there's nothing to it

Yeah, if I tell you the story.

Nonetheless, it wouldn't surprise me

If it doesn't show up on TV- Yeah

She was young, her heart so pure and white

And every night she had her price

She says: Sugar sweet, you gotta rappin' to the beat1

And I understand that she's hot.

She says: Babe, you know, I miss my funky friends

She means: Jack and Joe and Jill

My sense of funk, yeah, it's enough in a pinch

I understand what she now wants,

I think it over, her nose gives me a hint

Meanwhile I'm still smoking.

The special places are well-known to her,

I mean, she even goes with the U-Bahn

Then we sing:

Don't turn around- oh, oh, oh

Look, look, the inspector is going around-oh, oh, oh

He's gonna look at you and you know why,

Your love of life will kill you

Something wrong, Mr. Inspector?

(Hey, wanna buy some stuff, man

Did you ever rap that thing, Jack-so rap it to the beat)

We meet Jill and Joe and his brother Hipp

And the rest of the cool gang too.

They rap here, they rap there,

And in between it scrapes against the walls

The case is clear, dear Mr. Inspector

Even if you don't agree,

The snow on which we all ride into the valley

Every kid knows it

Now the kid's song:

Don't turn around- oh, oh, oh

Look, look, the inspector is going around-oh, oh, oh

He has the power and we're small and dumb

And this frustration makes us mute

Don't turn around- oh, oh, oh

Look, look, the inspector is going around-oh, oh, oh

When he speaks to you and you know why,

Tell him, Your life will kill you

Something wrong, Mr. Inspector?

1. Perhaps he means "you gotta rap to the beat"