Mack the knife

1928 – Kurt Weill / Bertolt Brecht

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 outta sight

You know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves, though, wears ol’ Macheath, babe
So there’s never, never a trace of red

Now, on the side walk, ooh Sunday morning, uh huh
Lies a body just oozing life, eek
And someone’s sneaking ’round the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
There’s a tugboat down by the river, don’t you know
Where a cement bag’s just a-drooping on down
Oh, that cement is just, it’s there for the weight, dear
Five’ll get ya ten, ol’ Mackie’s back in town

Now did ya hear ’bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe
After drawing out all his hard earned cash
And now Macheath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy’s done something rash?

Now, Jenny Diver, ho ho, Suky Tawdry
Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya and ol’ Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms on the right, babe
Now that Mackie’s back in town

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