Mack The Knife – Marianne FaithfullBy Oh, the poor sharkYes, the sweet sharkIt has big teethBuried deepThen there’s MacheathWith his big knifeBut it’s hiddenIn his slipAnd this same sharkThis poor sweet sharkIt sheds red bloodWhen it bleedsMackie Big KnifeWears a white glovePure in word andPure in deedSunday morningLovely blue skyThere’s a corpse stretchedOn the StrandWho’s the man cruisin’The corner?Well, it’s MackieKnife in handJenny TowlerPoor wee JennyThere they found herKnife in breastMackie’s wanderingOn the West PierHoping onlyFor the bestMind, that fire burntAll through SohoSeven kids deadOne old flowerHey there, MackieHow is she cuttin’?Have anotherHold your hourAnd those sweet babesUnder sixteenStory goes thatBlack and blueFor the price ofOne good screwingMackie, MackieHow could you?For the price ofOne good screwingMackie, MackieHow could you? www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20