Sit beside your breakfast table
Think about your troubles
Pour yourself a cup of tea
Think about the bubbles
You can take your teardrops
Drop 'em in the teacup
Take 'em down to the riverside
And throw them over the side
To be swept up by a current
Taken to the ocean
To be 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 to
And soon the salty water
(Which is not to good for drinking')
But it tastes just like a teardrops
(So we run it through a filter)
And it comes out of a faucet
(Where it pours into a teapot)
Which is just about to bubble
Now think about your troubles
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