| 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 |
| And drop them in a teacup |
| Take them down to the riverside |
| And throw them over the side |
| To be swept up by a current |
| And 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 evverybody 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 |
| (That's 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 is poured into a teapot) |
| Which is just about to bubble |
| Now think about your troubles |