These are the heavy times
So won't you show your hand
I don't mean kiss and tell
I'm such a jealous man
I throw a flush
I reveal my ace
The heart's my trump
I don't need no picture face
I'm laying my cards out on the table place
Won't you take my hand
Won't you hold my hand now
These are the heavy times
These are the heavy times
All clamps and parking fines
Too much north too much south
Too much of the knave versus the spades
From a circus ring
To a band of gold
Sometimes there's safety nets
Sometimes but there's no golden rule
