Should I Laugh Or Cry

Två... ett, två, tre

He
stands
towering over me
beside my bed
losing his head
tells
me
I must take him
seriously
droning on
the usual way
he's such a
clever guy
and I wonder
should I laugh or cry

He's
dressed
in the striped pyjamas
that I bought
trousers too short
gives
me
of his small philosophy
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
standin' 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 the 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
standin' 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 the warm and safe cocoon
of an eternal lie
so should I laugh
(so should I laugh) or cry

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