Mack The Knife Lyrics - Marianne Faithfull

Oh, the poor shark, 

Yes, the sweet shark, 

It has big teeth 

Buried deep. 

Then there's Macheath 

With his big knife, 

But it's hidden 

In his slip. 

And this same shark, 

This poor sweet shark, 

It sheds red blood 

When it bleeds. 

Mackie Big Knife 

Wears a white glove, 

Pure in word and 

Pure in deed. 

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Sunday morning 

Lovely blue sky, 

There's a corpse stretched 

On the Strand. 

Who's the man cruisin' 

The corner? 

Well, it's Mackie, 

Knife in hand. 

Jenny Towler 

Poor wee Jenny, 

There they found her 

Knife in breast. 

Mackie's wandering 

On the West Pier 

Hoping only 

For the best. 

Photos 

Mind, that fire burnt 

All through Soho. 

Seven kids dead 

One old flower. 

Hey there, Mackie, 

How is she cuttin'? 

Have another, 

Hold your hour. 

And those sweet babes 

Under sixteen 

Story goes that 

Black and blue 

For the price of 

One good screwing 

Mackie, Mackie, 

How could you? 

For the price of 

One good screwing 

Mackie, Mackie, 

How could you?