Die grüne Regenrinne I [English translation]

[Intro: Martin Semmelrogge]

The green gutter

[Part: Alligatoah]

Actually I didn't want to solve any more cases but as the glittery dew

woke me up that morning and I found myself in the middle of the room with a cigarette in my mouth

and noticed that my memory data from last night is not on course

I took on the investigations

I said that I drink only ice tea at parties

the vomit on my bed objects that boldly

Kitchen scissors stick out from my shoulder blade

and my hand clutches spasmodic a piece of green gutter

Under the reproachful organ music

discharged the mistakes from last night in golden morning piss

I ate a chocolate bar for breakfast and a spoonful of Ibuprofen

"How did I get here" I mumbled to myself like a bible prayer

and staggered fine dust breathing through incense smoke

I saw a shopping cart parked in front of my terrace house

A few mucous thread pulling shit house worms nibbled my foot,

Time to hear the evidence

First clue: my evil tongue smells

Combine: I was drunk as a skunk

They tried to knock me out like a martial shaolin

still wibbly wobbly knees

The moment when you draw such traces to the sand dust when slurping,

that it gives the impression of one wearing skis

An empty bottle indicates the involvement of a large corporation

The logo explosive like the Death Star

Threatening gesture of a deer under the symbol of the Lord

The herbs did not seem to heal, on the contrary

The poison attack should meet me socially dangerous

I didn't think that behind something like that would hide an individual perpetrator

but a rich pedo sects or freely chosen reptilians

spirits, fairies and witches, secret alien powers

Maybe and only maybe it was also my own misjudgement

but then one has to talk about the steep thesis

The sun was shining and taught me laws of reflection

You can see my stupid face in the reflective surface

of my greasy canned food

Usually my face looked different, there was a mystical sign

With the chances of success of a Schalke- jersey

I went through libraries, rolled half a million

books by ancient philosophers from all religions,

read about Calvin and Co, researched from Gaul to Rome

In a cavity under the station at Hallesches Tor

Decrypted a cuneiform, the code contained

apparently an Edding artist won over me the monopoly of force

and roughly designed a phallic symbol on my forehead

with a wrinkled testicle, heh, okie dokie

I puked laughing into my canned ravioli

There was a bit of tube sheet and wood floating in the vomit

Zoom on my face

[Outro: Martin Semmelrogge]

To be continued