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 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