Think About Your Troubles

Sit beside the breakfast table

Think about your troubles

Pour yourself a cup a tea

And think about the bubbles

You can take your teardrops

And drop 'em in a teacup

Take them down to the riverside

And throw 'em 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 ought'a

And soon, there's salty water

(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

(And it pours into a teapot)

Which is just about to bubble now

Think about your troubles

Oh, oh-oh-oh