Think About Your Troubles
Sit beside the breakfast table, think about your troubles
Pour yourself a cup of tea then think about the bubbles
You can take your teardrops and drop 'em in a teacup
Take them 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, doo, doo, doo
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 drinking)
'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, now
by: José Duarte