And he keeps it out of sight
A cement bag's drooppin' down
Scarlet billows start to spread
Looky here Louie Miller, disappeared, dear
Lotte Lenya, Sweet Lucy Brown
Bet you Mack, he's back in town
Did our boy do somethin' rash?
When the shark bites with his teeth, dear
Yeah, the cement's just for the weight, dear
Lies a body, oozin' life
So there’s not a trace, mmm of red
Fancy gloves though wears MacHeath, dear
From a tugboat, by the river
Is the someone, Mack the Knife?
After drawing out his cash
Someone sneakin' around the corner
Just a jackknife has MacHeath, dear
On the sidewalk, Sunday mornin', baby
Oh, the line forms on the right, dears
Now that Mack, he's back in town
And MacHeath spends like a sailor
Sukey Tawdry, Jenny Diver
