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