The Ballad of Mack the Knife

Lyrics

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 Is it plague, or is it cholera? Or a sign Macheath's in town? On a beautiful blue Sunday See a corpse stretched on the Strand See a man dodge around the corner... Mackie's friends will understand And the ghastly fire in Soho Seven children at one go In the crowd stands Mac the knife, but He's not asked and doesn't know In the crowd stands Mac the knife, but He's not asked and doesn't know