Mack the Knife
Oh the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
An' it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old Macheath, babe
An' he keeps it outta sight
You know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves though wears old Macheath, babe
So there's never, never a trace o' red
Now on the sidewalk, huh-huh, huh
Ooh Sunday mornin', ah-ah
Lies a body just oozin' life, eek!
An' someone's sneakin' 'round the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
A there's a tugboat, ah, ah, ah-ah
Down by the river, don't you know?
Where a cement bag's just a-droopin' on down
Oh, that cement is just, it's there for the weight, dear
Five'll get you ten, old Mack he's back in town
Now did ya hear about Louie Miller?
He disappeared, babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now Macheath, spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?
Na, na, Jenny Diver, ho, ho, yeah, Suky Tawdry
Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya, and Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms, on the right, babe
Now that Mack, he's back in town
I said, Jenny Diver, whoa, Suky Tawdry
Look out to Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Yes, that line forms on the right, babe
Now that Mack, he's back in town
Look out old Mack, he is back!
An' it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old Macheath, babe
An' he keeps it outta sight
You know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves though wears old Macheath, babe
So there's never, never a trace o' red
Now on the sidewalk, huh-huh, huh
Ooh Sunday mornin', ah-ah
Lies a body just oozin' life, eek!
An' someone's sneakin' 'round the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
A there's a tugboat, ah, ah, ah-ah
Down by the river, don't you know?
Where a cement bag's just a-droopin' on down
Oh, that cement is just, it's there for the weight, dear
Five'll get you ten, old Mack he's back in town
Now did ya hear about Louie Miller?
He disappeared, babe
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now Macheath, spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?
Na, na, Jenny Diver, ho, ho, yeah, Suky Tawdry
Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya, and Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms, on the right, babe
Now that Mack, he's back in town
I said, Jenny Diver, whoa, Suky Tawdry
Look out to Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
Yes, that line forms on the right, babe
Now that Mack, he's back in town
Look out old Mack, he is back!
Credits
Writer(s): Kurt Weill, Marc Blitzstein, Bertolt Brecht
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