The Jack of Hearts with wily eyes Corrupted without intention Moving with grace and ease like violence He marked his prey with friendship Donning a mask of sneering gla** The Jack marched North for good Electric wind at his back And the fire of the misunderstood The Jack of Hearts pulled strings without Lifting any fingers His dark brow charms slowly destroyed Defenses like waves on sandstone Women wept as they got swept up Into the Jack's deep shadow Men felt small, knelt down and scrawled Out excuses in sunburned dirt Reasons why what he said hurt Some men shout to be heard Others whisper to be ignored But the Jack of Hearts left the listener in the dark And while smiling breathed out disaster Unconcerned, and weeping with laughter March on, march on Revolution in the dark Compromise breeds confusion March on, march on Don't let silence mar the throne Never look a man in the eye March on, march on Don't look closely at the horn Where the white knuckles grasp the leather March on, march on Don't let silence mar the throne Never look a man in the eye March on, march on Wearing darkness like a gown Keep on moving You're a rich man now