क्रेडिट्स

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frank Sinatra
Frank Sinatra
Performer
Bill Miller
Bill Miller
Conductor
Lou Levy
Lou Levy
Piano
Ron Anthony
Ron Anthony
Guitar
Jim Hughart
Jim Hughart
Bass
Irv Cottler
Irv Cottler
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bertolt Brecht
Bertolt Brecht
Songwriter
Kurt Weill
Kurt Weill
Songwriter
Marc Blitzstein
Marc Blitzstein
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Charles Pignone
Charles Pignone
Producer

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[Verse 1]
Hey, the shark has
Pretty teeth, dear
And he shows them, pearly white
Just a jackknife
Has Mac Heath, dear
And he keeps it
Way out of sight
[Verse 2]
When that shark bites
With his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows, they start to spread
Fancy white gloves, though
Has Mac Heath, dear
So you'll never see one trace of red
[Verse 3]
On a sidewalk
One Sunday morning
Lies a body oozin' life
Someone's sneaking
'Round the corner
Could that someone, perhaps, per chance, be Mack the Knife
[Verse 4]
From a tugboat
On the river goin' slow
A cement bag, it is droppin' down
Yeah, but the cement
Is just for the weight, dear
You can get nine to five that Mack Heath is back in town
[Verse 5]
My man, Louie Miller
He split the scene, babe
After drawin' out all the bread from his stash
Now, Mack Heath spends
Just like a pimp, babe
Do you suppose this guy, he did something rash?
[Verse 6]
Hey, ol' Louie, Satchmo
Armstrong, Bobby Darin
They did this song nice
Lady Ella too
Ay, the sang it
With so much feeling
That old blue eyes, here, ain't gonna change nothin' new
[Verse 7]
But with this great, big band
Rockin' behind me
Swingin' hard Jack
I know I can't lose
When I tell you
All about Mack the Knife, babe
It's an offer you can't never refuse
[Verse 8]
We've got Bill Miller
We got Lou Levy
We got Irv Cottler
And the whole gang bringin' up the rear
[Verse 9]
Ay, bad cats
All in the band, now
They make the greatest sound
You ever gonna hear
[Verse 10]
Ay, Sukey Tawdry
Jimmy Diver
Polly Peaches
Miss Lulu Brown
Oh, the line forms
On the right, dear
Because Mack Heath
Here comes, hey, Mack Heath
He's back in town
[Verse 11]
He's badder than ol' Leroy Brown
You better lock your doors
And call the law
Because, Mack Heath
That son of a
He's back in town
Yeah, Mack Heath
He's got another bust
Written by: Bertolt Brecht, Kurt Weill
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