Blondie - No Exit lyrics

There's no sin in this:
Getting dressed to kill
Laughing down the sun like a jackal will
With his eyes ablaze and his lips apart
He's going to fill his cup with
The love in your heart and drink
It up till the morning starts
Circulate the red light vistas
Get the girls and get their sisters
Pinch them up and give them blisters
Kiss them fierce with all his might, forever

Bye bye to another life
Bye bye to another life
Bye bye to another life
Bye bye to another life

Standing on the verge of the edge of
The ledge, waiting for me to fall
But then I got a call
It said "Wait, hold up homie!
You must be tripping!
You can't be putting that skimping and
Wimping up in your pipping!
You better stand tall
Fool you was born to ball
Took a little fall and now you
Want to end it all!
You've been chasing dreams like a
Hound dog on the hunt
Take your place in the front
Put your hand on the pump
And it's right in your grasp, man
I know they're laughing
But you'll be laughing later because time's
Are going to get greater you's a player
And when I say player I mean player because
Your daddy and your uncle was a player

Who's going to cry for you?
Who's going to cry over you?
Who's going to cry for you?
Who's going to cry over you?

Put yourself in your position
You aren't wishing for no food and
No warmth and no light
So you must be doing all right

But wait a minute! Something's wrong
It's lunatic, it's mad, insane!
Busted like a water main
Indulgence in another vein

What they're saying round the
Neighborhood is what
He's drinking's not aged in wood

He's filling out he's all growed up
He's all blowed up he's gotten fat
He's filling out he's all growed up
He's all blowed up he's gotten fat

Sure enough at the midnight
Lounge there's a dent
In the seat where the vampire sat

Bye bye to another life
Bye bye to another life

Living dead is doing time
Like drowning on the circle line

Who's going to cry over you? Cry over you?
Tell me would they lie for you? Die for you?
You're hoping that it's true for
You do for you, fool
But who's going to cry?