Mack the Knife

Lay way back you cats, dig in

Live a while, yes, Mr. Mack is movin' in

Though the shark has, pretty teeth, dear

And he shows 'em pearly whites

Just a jackknife has Mac Heath, dear

And he keeps it, well out of sight

When the shark bites, with his teeth, dear

Scarlet billows start to spread

Fancy gloves, though, wears Mac Heath, dear

So there's not a trace of red

On the sidewalk, Sunday mornin'

Lies a body oozin' life

Someones sneakin' 'round the corner

Is that someone Mack the Knife?

From a tugboat, by the river

A cement bag droppin' down

The cement, that's just for the weight, dear

I'll bet you Macky's back in town

Mr. Miller, disappeared, dear

After drawin' out all of his cash

Went tap city, and Mac Heath spends like a sailor

Did our boy do, somethin' rash?

Sukey Tawdry, Jenny Diver

Polly Peacham, Miss Lucy Brown

Oh, the line forms on the right, dear

Now that Macky's back in town