Moritat von Mackie Messer English translation
von Lotte Lenya

And the shark has teeth
And he wears it on his face
And MacHeath, he's got a knife
But you can't see the knife

On a beautiful blue Sunday
There's a dead man lying on the beach
And a human get around the corner
The one they call Mackie Messer

And Schmul Meier remains gone
And many a rich man
And Mackie has knives for his money
That you can't prove anything


Jenny Towler was found
With a knife in his chest
And on the wharf goes Mackie Messer
Who knew nothing

And the great fire in Soho
Seven children and one old man
In the crowd, Mackie Messer, den
man who does not ask and who knows nothing

And the minor widow
Whose name everyone knows
Woke up defiled
Mackie what was your price?

Woke up defiled
Mackie what was your price?