seems as though ive lived my life on the bad side of the moon just stir your dregs and sitting still without a rustic spoon now come on people live with me where the light has never shown and the harlots flock like hummingbirds speaking in a foreign tongue this is my life this is my life this is my life my life this is my life this is my life this is my life my life seems as though ive lived my life on the bad side of the moon just stir your dregs and sitting still without a rustic spoon now come on people live with me where the light has never shown and the harlots flock like hummingbirds speaking in a foreign tongue im a light world away from the people who make me stay sitting on the bad side of the moon there aint no need for watchdogs here to justify or 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 im a light world away from the people who make me stay sitting on the bad side of the moon 