Oh the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has old MacHeath
And he keeps it out of sight
You know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves though wears old MacHeath
So there's never, never a trace of red
Now on a sidewalk, ooh Sunday mornin'
Lies a body just oozin' life
And someone's sneakin' 'round a corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
There's a tugboat, down by the river, don't you know?
Where a cement bag, just a-droopin' on down
Oh, that cement is just, it's there for the weight
Five'll get you ten Old Macky's back in town
Now did ya hear 'bout Louie Miller? He disappeared
After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?
―Bertolt Brecht
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