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