The soul of the Third Reich lives on in many German hearts too... Croatia was, and is, Berlin's puppet state... When the time comes, we will know exactly what to do about them.
The soul of the Third Reich lives on in the Croatian heart. They are such a small and insignificant country. But they ought to be scaring more than their neighbors.
Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear
And he shows 'em, pearly white
Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear
And he keeps it, keeps it way out of sight
When that shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows, they begin to spread
Fancy white gloves though has Macheath, dear
So there's rarely, never one trace of red
On the sidewalk, one Sunday mornin'
Lies a body oozin' life
Someone's sneaking 'round the corner
Could that someone, perhaps, perchance, be Mack the Knife?
From a tugboat on the river goin' slow
A cement bag, it is dropping down
Yeah, the cement is just for the weight, dear
You can make a large bet Macheath is back in town
My man Louie Miller, he split the scene, babe
After drawin' out all the bread from his stash
Now Macheath… Full lyrics on Google Play
Not shocked or surprised. They have German backing to do as they please. So do all the rest of former Nazi Germany's loved ones: Bulgaria, Romania, Albania, Turkey, Latvia, Estonia...
Not shocked or surprised. They have German backing to do as they please. So do all the rest of former Nazi Germany's loved ones: Bulgaria, Romania, Albania, Turkey, Latvia, Estonia...
The soul of the Third Reich lives on in the Croatian heart. They are such a small and insignificant country. But they ought to be scaring more than their neighbors.
Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear
And he shows 'em, pearly white
Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear
And he keeps it, keeps it way out of sight
When that shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows, they begin to spread
Fancy white gloves though has Macheath, dear
So there's rarely, never one trace of red
On the sidewalk, one Sunday mornin'
Lies a body oozin' life
Someone's sneaking 'round the corner
Could that someone, perhaps, perchance, be Mack the Knife?
From a tugboat on the river goin' slow
A cement bag, it is dropping down
Yeah, the cement is just for the weight, dear
You can make a large bet Macheath is back in town
My man Louie Miller, he split the scene, babe
After drawin' out all the bread from his stash
Now Macheath… Full lyrics on Google Play
The soul of the Third Reich lives on in many German hearts too... Croatia was, and is, Berlin's puppet state... When the time comes, we will know exactly what to do about them.
The soul of the Third Reich lives on in the Croatian heart. They are such a small and insignificant country. But they ought to be scaring more than their neighbors.
Not shocked or surprised. They have German backing to do as they please. So do all the rest of former Nazi Germany's loved ones: Bulgaria, Romania, Albania, Turkey, Latvia, Estonia...
The soul of the Third Reich lives on in many German hearts too... Croatia was, and is, Berlin's puppet state... When the time comes, we will know exactly what to do about them.
Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear
And he shows 'em, pearly white
Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear
And he keeps it, keeps it way out of sight
When that shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows, they begin to spread
Fancy white gloves though has Macheath, dear
So there's rarely, never one trace of red
On the sidewalk, one Sunday mornin'
Lies a body oozin' life
Someone's sneaking 'round the corner
Could that someone, perhaps, perchance, be Mack the Knife?
From a tugboat on the river goin' slow
A cement bag, it is dropping down
Yeah, the cement is just for the weight, dear
You can make a large bet Macheath is back in town
My man Louie Miller, he split the scene, babe
After drawin' out all the bread from his stash
Now Macheath… Full lyrics on Google Play
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