Norteño (Spanish: "northerner") may refer to:
Norteño is the third album by Mexican iconic pop singer Verónica Castro. It was released in 1980.
Norteño (Spanish pronunciation: [norˈteɲo], northern), also música norteña, is a genre of Mexican music related to polka and corridos. The accordion and the bajo sexto are norteño's most characteristic instruments. The genre is popular in both Mexico and the United States, especially among the Mexican and Mexican-American community, and it has become popular in many Latin American countries as far as Chile and Colombia. Though originating from rural areas, norteño is popular in urban as well as rural areas.
Some popular norteño artists include Ramón Ayala, Intocable, Los Cadetes de Linares, Los Alegres de Terán, Los Cachorros De Juan Villarreal, Los Tigres del Norte, Los Huracanes del Norte, Los Rieleros del Norte, and Los Tucanes de Tijuana. Local radio stations have continued to be a major influence in popularizing norteño in the Mexican-American community.
A conjunto norteño is a type of Mexican folk ensemble. It mostly includes diatonic accordion, bajo sexto, electric bass or double bass, and drums, and sometimes saxophone.
It just happend
So what?
But they're all laughing
What's up?
[Hook]
Why the tears? have no fear
We are here for you
But I know how you feel, I know how you feel
When no one cares
[Chorus]
If you feel just like I feel, PUSH PEOPLE
Everything's plastic, nothing's real, PUSH PEOPLE
Fuck your lover makes not steal, PUSH PEOPLE
We just dancin' no big deal, PUSH PEOPLE
Hey just let the bullshit pass, PUSH PEOPLE
Or we'll skateboard your ass, PUSH PEOPLE
Got my bones, my wheels, PUSH PEOPLE
We just dancin' no big deal, PUSH PEOPLE
Break out [x11]
All you can be is just you cause
You're real not the plasic type.
But reality sets and
You're stuck in this plastic life.
[Hook]
Why the tears
We're all here for you
But I know how you feel, I know how you feel
And I don't care.
[Chorus]
Break out [x11]
Hey!
Shit happens, hey, just blow it off, whooo,
Man, but don't it make you feel rage, rage, yeah, whoo
Hey!
Shit happens, u-huh, just blow it off, whooo,
Yeah, but don't it make you feel rage ,rage ,yeah
Just as long we got the same thing in our veins,
You and I ,we are both the same
I'll bail you out and show you what you should see