MACK THE KNIFE

There goes Mack the knife

Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear
And he shows them, pearly white
Just a jack knife has old MacHeath, dear
And he keeps it out of sight

When the shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves though wears old MacHeath, dear
So there's not a trace of red

On the sidewalk, Sunday mornin',
Lies a body, oozin' life
Someone's sneaking round the corner
Is that someone, Mack the Knife?

From a tugboat, by the river
A cement bag's dropping down
The cement bag it's just for the weight, dear
Bet you Mack, he's back, he's back, he's back in town

Louie Miller disappeared, dear
After drawing out his cash
And MacHeath spends, he spends like a sailor
Did our boy do, boy do, boy do somethin' rash?

Sukey Tawdry, Lotte Lenya,
Polly Peacham, Sweet Lucy Brown
Oh, the line forms, well it forms on the right, dear
Now that Mack, he's back, he's back, he's back in town

Oh, the line forms, it forms on the right, dear
Now that Mack, he's back, he's back, he's back in town

Now that Mack, he's back in town

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