See the shark has teeth like razors
All can read his open face
And Macheath has got a knife, but
Not in such an obvious place
See the shark, How red his fins are
As he slashes at his prey
Mac the Knife wears white kid gloves which
Give the minimum away
By the Thames turbid waters,
Men abruptly tumble down
IIs it plague, or is it cholera?
Or a sign Macheath's in town?
On a beautyful blue Sunday,
See a corpse stretched on the Strand
See a man dodge around the corner...
Mackie's friend's will understand.
And Schul Meier who is missing
Like so many wealthy men:
Mack the knife aquired his cashbox
God alone knows how or when
Jenny Towler turned up lately
With a knife stuck in her
While Macheath walked the embankment,
Nonchalantly unimpressed
Where is Alfred Gleet the cabman?
Who can get that story clear?
All the world may know the answer,
but Macheath has no idea
And the ghastly fire in Soho,
Seven children at a go---
In the crowd stands Mac the knife, but
He's not asked and doesn't know
And the child bride in her nightie,
Whose ailant's still at large
Violated in her slumbers---
Mackie how much did you charge?
Mack the Knife(M.Blitzen/L.Armstrong/ B.Darin version):
Oh the shark has/ Pretty teeth dear
And he keeps them/ Pearly white
And a jackknife/ Has Macheath dear
and he keeps it/ out of sight
When the shark b***s/ with it's teeth dear
scarlet billows/ start to spread
Fancy gloves though/ Wears Macheath dear
So there's not a trace/ of red
On the sidewalk/ Sunday morning
Lies a body/ Oozing life
Someone's sneeking/ Around the cornor
Is that someone/ Mack the knife?
There's a tugboat/ By the river
Cement bags/ drooping down
The cement's/ just for the weight dear
Now that Mackie's/ Back in town
Louie Miller/ Dissappeared dear
After drawing/ Out his cash
And Macheath spends/ Like a sailor
Has our boy done/ Something rash?
Suky Taudry, Jenny Diver, Lotty Lenya, and Lucy Brown
The line forms/ on the right dear
Now that Mackie's/ Back in town
The Ballad of Mac Tonight (McDonald's):
When the clock strikes/ Half past six babe
It's time to head for/ Golden light
It's a good time/ For the great taste
(Dinner) at Mcdonald's/ It's Mac Tonight!
Come on make it right tonight.
All can read his open face
And Macheath has got a knife, but
Not in such an obvious place
See the shark, How red his fins are
As he slashes at his prey
Mac the Knife wears white kid gloves which
Give the minimum away
By the Thames turbid waters,
Men abruptly tumble down
IIs it plague, or is it cholera?
Or a sign Macheath's in town?
On a beautyful blue Sunday,
See a corpse stretched on the Strand
See a man dodge around the corner...
Mackie's friend's will understand.
And Schul Meier who is missing
Like so many wealthy men:
Mack the knife aquired his cashbox
God alone knows how or when
Jenny Towler turned up lately
With a knife stuck in her
While Macheath walked the embankment,
Nonchalantly unimpressed
Where is Alfred Gleet the cabman?
Who can get that story clear?
All the world may know the answer,
but Macheath has no idea
And the ghastly fire in Soho,
Seven children at a go---
In the crowd stands Mac the knife, but
He's not asked and doesn't know
And the child bride in her nightie,
Whose ailant's still at large
Violated in her slumbers---
Mackie how much did you charge?
Mack the Knife(M.Blitzen/L.Armstrong/ B.Darin version):
Oh the shark has/ Pretty teeth dear
And he keeps them/ Pearly white
And a jackknife/ Has Macheath dear
and he keeps it/ out of sight
When the shark b***s/ with it's teeth dear
scarlet billows/ start to spread
Fancy gloves though/ Wears Macheath dear
So there's not a trace/ of red
On the sidewalk/ Sunday morning
Lies a body/ Oozing life
Someone's sneeking/ Around the cornor
Is that someone/ Mack the knife?
There's a tugboat/ By the river
Cement bags/ drooping down
The cement's/ just for the weight dear
Now that Mackie's/ Back in town
Louie Miller/ Dissappeared dear
After drawing/ Out his cash
And Macheath spends/ Like a sailor
Has our boy done/ Something rash?
Suky Taudry, Jenny Diver, Lotty Lenya, and Lucy Brown
The line forms/ on the right dear
Now that Mackie's/ Back in town
The Ballad of Mac Tonight (McDonald's):
When the clock strikes/ Half past six babe
It's time to head for/ Golden light
It's a good time/ For the great taste
(Dinner) at Mcdonald's/ It's Mac Tonight!
Come on make it right tonight.