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 (he's) dressed (dressed) in the striped pajamas that I bought, trousers too short Gives (gives) me (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) All I see is a big balloon (big balloon) halfway up to the Moon (halfway to the Moon) He's wrapped up in the warm and safe cocoon of an eternal lie So should I laugh or cry? Strange (strange) how (how) dangerously indifferent I have grown cold as a stone No (no) more (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) All I see is a big balloon (big balloon) halfway up to the Moon (halfway 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?