Think About Your Troubles Songtext
von Mathilde Santing

Sit beside the breakfast table
Think about your troubles
Pour yourself a cup of tea
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
When a body decomposes
The basic elements
Are given back to the ocean
And the sea does what it oughta
And soon the salty water
Which is not too good for drinking
′Cause it tastes just like a teardrop

So we 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
Think about your troubles now


Sit beside the breakfast table
Think about your troubles