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