Mack The Knife

Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear

And he shows them, pearly white

Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe

And he keeps it, out of sight

Ya know when that shark bites with his teeth, dear

Scarlet billows start to spread

Fancy gloves, oh, its old MacHeath, babe

So there's never, never a trace of red

On the sidewalk, oh, Sunday morning, dontcha know

Lies a body just oozin' life

And someone's sneakin' 'round the corner

Could that be our boy, Mack "The Knife"?

From a tug boat, down by the river, dontcha know

There's a cement bag just dropping on down

That cement's there, it's there for the weight, dear

Five'll get ya ten old Mack, he's back in town

D'ja hear 'bout Louie Miller, he disappeared, baby

After drawing out all, his hard-earned cash

And now MacHeath spends, he spends just like a, like a sailor

Could it be, could it be, could it be, our boy's done something rash?

Now Jenny Diver, oh, Sukey Tawdry

Look out Miss Lotte Lenya, and ole Lucy Brown

Yeah, the line forms on the right, babe

Now that Macky's back in town

I said Jenny Diver, woah, oh, Sukey Tawdry

Look out Miss Lotte Lenya, and ole Lucy Brown

Yeah the line forms on the right, babe

Now that Macky's, back in town

Look out, old Macky is back, wow!