Think About Your Troubles

Sit beside the breakfast table Think about your troubles Pour yourself a cup of tea And think about bubbles You can take your teardrops And drop them in a teacup Take 'em down to the riverside And throw them over the side To be swept up by a current Then 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 oughta And soon there's salty water (Not too good for drinkin') 'Cause it tastes just like a Teardrop (So they run it through a filter) And it comes out from a faucet (And it pours into a teapot) Which is just about to bubble Now, think about your troubles