Sit beside the breakfast table
Think about your troubles
Pour yourself a cup of tea
And think about the bubbles
You can take your teardrops
Drop them in a teacup
Take them down to the riverside
And throw them over the side
To be swept up by a current
Than taken to the ocean
To be eaten by some fishes
Who were eaten by some fishes
And swallowed by a whale
Who grew so old, he decomposed
He died and left his body
To the bottom of the ocean
Now everybody knows
That when a body decomposes
The basic elements
Are given back to the ocean
And the sea does what it ought'a
Soon there's salty water
(Which is not too good for drinking)
'Cause it tastes just like a teardrop
(So we run it through a filter)
And it comes out from a faucet
(Where it pours into a teapot)
Which is just about to bubble
Now
Think about your troubles, baby
Think about your troubles
You think you've got troubles, honey
Think about your troubles
Now
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