Bad Side Of The Moon Bo Diddley

[Verse 1]
Seems as though I've lived my life on the bad side of the moon
To stir your dregs, and sitting still, without a rustic spoon
Now come on people, live with me, where the light has never shone
And the harlots flock like hummingbirds, speaking in a foreign tongue

[Chorus]
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life[x2]

[Verse 2]
It seems as though I've lived my life on the bad side of the moon
To stir your dregs, and sitting still, without a rustic spoon
Now come on people, live with me, where the light has never shone
And the harlots flock like hummingbirds
Speaking in a foreign tongue

[Chorus]
I'm a light world away, from the people who make me stay
Sitting on the bad side of the moon
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life[x2]

[Verse 3]
There isn't no need for watchdogs here, to justify our ways
We lived our lives in manacles, the main cause of our stay
And exiled here from other worlds, my sentence comes to soon
Why should I be made to pay on the bad side of the moon