Mack the Knife

Sharp cats, pretty teeth dear

Guess he keeps them pearly white

Just a jack knife has old Mack, he's fine

He keeps it way out of sight

Out with the sharp knifes with his teeth dear

Scarlet billows start to spread

Fancy gloves though wears Mack, he

'Til there's not one trace of red

On the sidewalk every Sunday morning

Lies a body just oozing life

Someone's sneaking 'round the corner

Can't that someone be old Mack tonight?

On the tugboat down by the river

There's a seaweed bag that's dropping down

Now the cement's just for the weight dear

I'm telling you, I believe my boy's back in town

Louie Miller disappeared dear

After drawing out all his cash

Now he's gone and spins like a sailor

Tell me, has he gone and done something rash?

Politicians speaking Latin in you

Yes, speak to see them

Now the line forms on the bank dear

Telling you, Macky's back in town

He's back, I saw him

He's back