[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