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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 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
(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

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