Oh, the shark, babe has such teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe
And he keeps it, ah, out of sight

You know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe
Scarlet billows start to spread
But fancy gloves though wears old MacHeath, babe
So there's never, never a trace of red, darling

Let the thing swing
On the sidewalk, huh, huh, who Sunday morning, uh huh
Lies a body just oozin' life, eek
And someone's sneakin' 'round the corner
Tell me, could that someone be 'Mack The Knife'?

There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river don't you know?
Where a cement bag's just a hangin' on down
Oh, that cement is there strictly for the weight, dear
Five'll get you ten old Macky's back in town

Did you hear 'bout Louie Miller? He done disappeared, dear
After drawin' out, feels good, all his hard earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done something rash?
Come on, come on

Jenny Diver, ho, ho, ho, Sukey Tawdry
Hello Miss Lotte Lenya, good evening, Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms way on the right, babe
And now that Macky's back in olderly town

I said, "Jenny Diver, look out, Sukey Tawdry
Stay back, Lotte Lenya, move it over Lucy Brown
Oh the line forms way beyond the right, babe
And now that Macky's back in town"

Look out, old Macky is back!

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