The clown only has two faces

The faces of the clubs
Are in and out,
Like the faces of the pubs that you scout
Some faces never seem to fit the fold
Other faces too close to your breast you hold
But the clown only has two faces
One is up the other is down
Yes the clown only has two faces
With it he raises the cup
With it he breaks the crown

The faces of the spade
Are of the spaces that you made
I dug whatever plot I was told
When you called me those many names
Well I just went down in flames
Like the Zepplin in the sky waylaid
But the clown only has two faces
One is up the other is down
Yes the clown only has two faces
With it he raises the cup
With it he breaks the crown

The faces of the diamonds
I searched hard to find them
Down the mineshaft Shining
Or in the sparkling bay
But the many faces smiling
Of the chandelier diamonds
The black face suited you best that day
But the clown only has two faces
One is up the other is down
Yes the clown only has two faces
With it he raises the cup
With it he breaks the crown

The faces of the heart
Like a mirror broken apart
Showed bleeding
Showed bruising
One heart split in two
My face looks at you
My face using
Your face needing
The Face of hearts
But the clown only has two faces
One is up the other is down
Yes the clown only has two faces
With it he raises the cup
With it he breaks the crown

The face of the Ace
Is always ready
The faces of King and Queen rules the throne
But there will always be a joker to set the tone
Because the clown only has two faces
One is up, the other is down
Yes the clown only has two faces
With it he raises the cup
With it he breaks the crown