Mack the Knife

And the shark, he has teeth
And he wears them in his face
And Mack, he has a knife
But the knife you don't see.

On a beautiful blue Sunday
Lies a dead man on a string
And a man was round a corner
Whom they call Mack The Knife.

And. is missing
A many a rich men
And his money has Mack The Knife
Whom they can't pin on anything.

Jenny Towler, she was find
With a knife in her chest
On the wharf walks Mack the Knife
Who knows nothing about all this.

And the minor aged widow
Whose name everyone knows
Woke up and was violated
Man, what was your price?
And some are in darkness
And others in the light
But you only see those in the lights
Those in the darkness you don't see!



Credits
Writer(s): Kurt Weill, Marc Blitzstein, Bertolt Brecht
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