Mack The Knife - Frank Sinatra/Jimmy Buffett.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Kurt Weill/Bertolt Brecht/Marc Blitzstein
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Kurt Weill/Bertolt Brecht/Marc Blitzstein
[00:12.161]Hey, that shark has pretty teeth, dear
[00:18.822]And he shows 'em, pearly white
[00:24.680]Just a jack knife has MacHeath, dear
[00:31.349]And he keeps it way out of sight
[00:37.453]When that shark bites with his teeth, dear
[00:43.837]Scarlet billows they begin to spread
[00:49.966]Fancy white gloves has MacHeath, dear
[00:56.359]So there's never, never a trace of red
[01:02.224]On the sidewalk, one Sunday morning
[01:08.594]Lies a body, oozin' life
[01:14.706]Someone's sneaking 'round that corner
[01:21.073]Could that someone perhaps perchance be Mack The Knife?
[01:27.467]From a tugboat, on the river going slow
[01:33.858]A cement bag is dropping down
[01:39.440]You know that cement is for the weight, dear
[01:46.111]You can make a large bet that bum's in town (yeah he's in town)
[01:51.976]My man Louis Miller, he split the scene, babe
[01:58.634]After drawing out all the bread from his stash
[02:04.219]Now MacHeath spends like a sailor
[02:10.865]Do you suppose this guy he did something rash
[02:16.975]Old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Bobby Darin
[02:23.107]They did this song nice, Lady Ella too
[02:29.002]They all sang it, with so much feeling
[02:35.653]That Old Blue Eyes, he ain't gonna add anything new
[02:41.498]But with this big fat band, jumping behind me
[02:47.872]Swinging hard Jack (that's Jimmy playing), I know I can't lose
[02:53.975]When I tell you, all about Mack the knife, babe
[03:00.907]It's an offer, you can never refuse
[03:06.478]We got Patrick Williams, Bill Miller playing that piano
[03:12.590]And this wonderful great big band, bringing up the rear
[03:18.717]All these fat cats, in this band now
[03:25.100]They make the greatest sounds, you're ever gonna hear!
[03:30.676]Oh Sookie Tawdry, Jenny Diver, Polly Peachum (I know her well), Miss Lu-lu Brown
[03:43.434]Hey the line forms, on the right dear
[03:49.803]Now that MacHeath's
[03:53.266]Yeah that bum is back (oh that bum he's back)
[03:56.458]I'm gonna tell you what I think that you should do (what should I do?)
[04:02.291]You'd better lock your doors, and call the law
[04:05.760]Because MacHeath, he's come back to town!
[04:11.074](Get under the bed, hide, go, otherwise he's gonna getcha)
文本歌词
作词 : Kurt Weill/Bertolt Brecht/Marc Blitzstein
作曲 : Kurt Weill/Bertolt Brecht/Marc Blitzstein
Hey, that shark has pretty teeth, dear
And he shows 'em, pearly white
Just a jack knife has MacHeath, dear
And he keeps it way out of sight
When that shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows they begin to spread
Fancy white gloves has MacHeath, dear
So there's never, never a trace of red
On the sidewalk, one Sunday morning
Lies a body, oozin' life
Someone's sneaking 'round that corner
Could that someone perhaps perchance be Mack The Knife?
From a tugboat, on the river going slow
A cement bag is dropping down
You know that cement is for the weight, dear
You can make a large bet that bum's in town (yeah he's in town)
My man Louis Miller, he split the scene, babe
After drawing out all the bread from his stash
Now MacHeath spends like a sailor
Do you suppose this guy he did something rash
Old Satchmo, Louis Armstrong, Bobby Darin
They did this song nice, Lady Ella too
They all sang it, with so much feeling
That Old Blue Eyes, he ain't gonna add anything new
But with this big fat band, jumping behind me
Swinging hard Jack (that's Jimmy playing), I know I can't lose
When I tell you, all about Mack the knife, babe
It's an offer, you can never refuse
We got Patrick Williams, Bill Miller playing that piano
And this wonderful great big band, bringing up the rear
All these fat cats, in this band now
They make the greatest sounds, you're ever gonna hear!
Oh Sookie Tawdry, Jenny Diver, Polly Peachum (I know her well), Miss Lu-lu Brown
Hey the line forms, on the right dear
Now that MacHeath's
Yeah that bum is back (oh that bum he's back)
I'm gonna tell you what I think that you should do (what should I do?)
You'd better lock your doors, and call the law
Because MacHeath, he's come back to town!
(Get under the bed, hide, go, otherwise he's gonna getcha)