Throw the world off your shoulders tonight Mr. Smith

Throw the world off your shoulders tonight Mr. Smith



He's been looking now

For a long time

It seems the more he looks

The less he wants to see

He turned to the west

For a long time

He turned to the east

Then he turned to the west again



If there's a heaven above

In the meantime

If there's a heaven above

Let it be near

If there's a heaven above

In the meantime

Then let it be near

Let it be near to me



We've been talking now

For a long time

It seems the more we speak

The less we seem to say

If there's a hell below

In the meantime

Then let us shut up

Unless we want to pray



He saw everything real too clearly

So close that the bones would show

And to see everything so clearly

Isn't always the best thing you know



If there's a heaven above

In the meantime

If there's a heaven above

Then let it be near

If there's a heaven above

In the meantime

Let it be near, let it be near to me



AHHHH

AHHHH



Throw the world off your shoulders tonight Mr. Smith

Throw the world off your shoulders tonight Mr. Smith