Oh, the shark, has, 
pretty teeth, dear....
and he shows them, 
pearly white
Just a jackknife, 
has macheath, yeah.....
and he keeps it, 
out of sight

When the shark bites, 
with his teeth, dear....
scarlet billows 
start to spread
Fancy gloves, though, 
wears macheath, yeah..
so there’s not a trace, 
hmmmm of red

On the sidewalk...
sunday morning, ...
lies a body 
oozin’ life
Someone’s sneakin’ 
’round the corner...
is the someone, 
mack the knife?

From a tugboat.... 
by the river.....
a cement bag’s, 
droopin’ down
Yeah, the cement’s 
just for the weight, dear...
bet you mack, he’s 
back in town

Looky here louie miller, 
disappeared dear...
after drawing, 
out his cash
And macheath spends, 
like a sailor...
did our boy do, 
somethin’ rash?

Sukey tawdry, 
jenny diver..
lotte lenya, 
sweet lucy brown
Oh, the line forms 
on the right, dears.....
now that macky’s 
back in town