Oh the shark babe has such teeth, dear And he shows them pearly white Just a jack knife has ol’ MacHeath, babe And he keeps it out of sight
You know when that shark bites with his teeth, dear Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy gloves though wears ol’ MacHeath, babe So there’s never, never a trace of red
On the sidewalk, oh Sunday morning don’t you 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 you know Lays a cement bag just dropping on down That cement’s there, it’s there for the weight, dear Five will get you ten ol’ Macky’s back in town
Did you 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 done something rash?
Jenny Diver oh Sukey Tawdry Look out Miss Lotte Lenya and oh Lucy Brown Yeah the line forms on the right, babe Now that Macky is back in town
I said Jenny Diver oh Sukey Tawdry Look out Miss Lotte Lenya and oh Lucy Brown Yeah the line forms on the right, babe Now that Macky is back in town