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