[Verse 1]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
By the Thames's turbid waters
Men abruptly tumble down
Is it plague or is it cholera?
Or a sign Macheath's in town?
[Verse 4]
On a beautiful blue Sunday
See a corpse stretched on the Strand
See a man dodge around the corner
Mackie's friends will understand
[Verse 5]
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
[Outro]
In the crowd stands Mac the Knife, but
He's not asked and doesn't know