He stands towering over me beside my bed

Losing his head

Tells me i must take him seriously

Rambling on the usual way

He's such a clever guy

Then i wonder, should i laugh or cry?



He's dressed in the striped pyjamas that i bought

Trousers too short

Gives me all his small philosophies

Carries on the way he does

And me i get so tired

And i wonder should i laugh or cry



High and mighty his banner flies

A fool's pride in his eyes

Standing there on his toes to grow in size

All i see is a big balloon

Halfway up to the moon

He's wrapped up in a warm and safe cocoon

Of an eternal lie

So should i laugh or cry?



Strange how dangerously indifferent i have grown

Cold as a stone

No more pain where there was pain before

Far away he rambles on

I feel my throat go dry

And i wonder, should i laugh or cry?



High and mighty his banner flies

A fool's pride in his eyes

Standing there on his toes to grow in size

All i see is a big balloon

Halfway up to the moon

He's wrapped up in a warm and safe cocoon

Of an eternal lie

So should i laugh or cry?


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