Mack the Krill

First performed live at Wacken Open Air 2011. Its slow, smooth rhythm and fluctuating tempo were a departure from the band's typical sound, but was well received by the crowd.

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LYRICS

Oh, the whale, babe, with its baleen, dear

And it shows it all pearly white

Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe

And he keeps it, ah, out of sight

Ya know when that whale squeezes with his baleen, babe

Krillion billows start to spread

Fancy gloves, oh, wears old MacHeath, babe

So there's never, never a trace of red

Now on the sidewalk, huh, huh, whoo sunny morning, un huh

Lies a body just oozin' chill, eek

And someone's sneakin' 'round the corner

Could that someone be Mack the Krill?

There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river don'tcha know

Where a cement bag's just a'drooppin' on down

Oh, that cement is for, just for the weight, dear

Five'll get ya ten old Macky's back in town

Now d'ja hear 'bout Louie Kriller? He disappeared, babe

After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash

And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor

Could it be our boy's done somethin' rash?

Now Jenny Krilliver, ho, ho, yeah, Sukey Prawndry

Ooh, Miss Krillotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown

Oh, that line forms on the right, babe

Now that Macky's back in town

I said Jenny Krilliver, whoa, Sukey Prawndry

Look out to Miss Krillotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown

Yes, that line forms on the right, babe

Now that Macky's back in town

Look out, old Macky's back