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Letras:Oingo Boingo. The Winning Side.

It's the winning side
And everyone's cheering for the winning side
And the children leave their homes to join the winning side
And when Jesus comes He'll march on with the winning side
And we've got all the right answers

And the guiding light whether wrong or right
And we have no fear, no, we have no fear
Waiting for the sign, we will give our lives, we will give our lives

And I feel so isolated, it's so lonely here at night
I could almost feel you near me, I imagine that you're with me

On the winning side
We don't ask too many questions on the winning side
And I've got this strange sensation on the winning side
I don't recognize the faces of the winning side
And we all live here in cages

Someone cried last night and it made a sound
With my eyes closed tight, I hear everything
I can hear your voice when I kiss the ground, when I kiss the ground

And I'd like to know you better, and I'd like to know your name
I could really show you something, if you give me half a chance
'Cause I'm on the winning side, yeah I'm
Winning side, winning side, winning side

In the sleepless night when the blindness comes
Washing over me like a giant wave
On a sand less beach, washing over me, I am proud to be

And I'd like to take you somewhere that you've never been before
And I feel so isolated, and I feel so all alone
Here on the winning side and I feel so all alone
Here on the winning side and I feel so all alone
Here on the winning side and I feel so all alone
Here on the winning side and I feel so all alone
Yeah, winning side