Mack the Knife

Oh, the shark, babe

Has such teeth, dear

And he shows them pearly whites

Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe

And he keeps it out of sight

You know when that shark bites

With his teeth, dear

Scarlet billows start to spread

Fancy gloves, oh, is old MacHeath, babe

So there's never, never a trace of red

On the sidewalk, oh, Sunday mornin'

Don't 'cha know

Lies a body jut 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

Don't 'cha know

There's a cement bag

Just drop it on down

That cement's there

It's there for the weight, dear

Five 'll get you ten

Old Mack he's back in town

Did ya 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 somethin' 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, whoa, 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