Mack The Knife

Oh the shark babe has such teeth, dear

And he shows them pearly white

Just a jack knife wears 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

And fancy gloves though wears old Macheath, babe

So there's never, never a trace of red

On the sidewalk, oh Sunday morning don't ya know?

Lies a body, just oozing life

And someone's sneaking around the corner

Could that be our boy Mack the knife?

From a tug boat down by the river, don't ya know?

There's a cement bag just dropping on down

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

Five'll get you ten old Macheath's back in town

Do 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 something rash?

Jenny Diver, oh Sukey Tawdry

Look out Miss Lotte Lenya, and old Lucy Brown

Yeah, the line forms on the right, babe

Now that Macheath's back in town

I said Jenny diver, oh Sukey Tawdry

Look out Miss Lotte Lenya, and old Lucy Brown

Yeah, the line forms on the right, babe

Now that Macheath's back in town

Look out old Macky is back