Mack the Knife

[BALLAD SINGER] See the shark with teeth like razors And he wears them in his face And Macheath has got a knife But not in such an obvious place Now see the shark, how red his fins are As he slashes at his prey Oh Mack the Knife wears fancy gloves which Give the minimum away By the Thames' turbid waters Men abruptly tumble down Well is it plague, or is it cholera Or because Mackie's in town? (Yeah) On a shining sky-blue Sunday See a corpse stretched in the Strand Well, see a man dodge round the corner Mackie's friends will understand And Schmul Meier, posted missing Well, like so many wealthy men Well, Mack the Knife acquired his cash box God knows how and God knows when Oh Jenny Towler turned up lately With a knife stuck through her breast While Macheath walks the Embankment Nonchalantly unimpressed Where is Alphonse Gleet the cabman? Well, who can get that story clear? Well, someone may lay information But Macheath has no idea (Oh no) And the child bride, in her nightie Whose assailant's still at large Violated in her slumbers Mackie how much did you charge? In the ghastly fire in Soho Seven children at a go In the crowd stands Mack the Knife But he isn't asked and he don't know In the crowd stands Mack the Knife But he ain't asked and he don't know