North by Northwest Lyrics

Song	North by Northwest
Artist	Blue Scholars
Album	Bayani Redux
Download	Image LRC TXT

	(verse)
	Live from occupied Duwamish territory
	Where Carlos Bulosan once lived to tell the story
	Of the brain, sweat, and glory of mic checks and men
	Who fight the destination we were destined to end
	Left the writing on the walls in the halls of the Nippon Kan
	Others transform, majority Decepticons
	But my conception of the Walkman's rotation,
	Is you live in the upper left you've got to have patience
	Cause ain't no urban radio stations about to play us
	Unless you sign the dotted and make your songs brainless
	While you waitin' for the mention in the pages of "The Stranger"
	You can find me in the basement makin' heaters for later
	And yes, we all need a little paper to strive
	But the monsters in your town will put a limp in your stride
	I exhibit all the time like I'm pimpin' your ride
	And we've been living in conditions we're tired of
	Come on and rise up
	(chorus)
	Two Scholars rock fresh, North by Northwest
	And it's still no rest 'cause we're not finished yet
	We're broke, but not broken
	Cold, but not frozen
	Lost but not forgotten, we're kickin' the doors open
	Two Scholars rock fresh, North by Northwest
	And it's still no rest 'cause we're not finished yet
	We're broke, but not broken
	Cold, but not frozen
	Movin' in slow motion, it's that Northwest classic
	(verse)
	Nine eight double-one eight, the alphabetically 2nd to last state [changed in live version to 4th]
	Never finished in last place
	Like the Mariners for 3 years straight
	From prescriptions we administer the medicine
	For people still afflicted with acute two-oh-sickness
	We exist between the gold and the green
	I paint the soul of the scene
	Under towers of power, dodging the over Over-fiend daily
	Causing bones to decay, they say is so far away
	Couldn't possibly make it, I seen modesty fade
	And awful lot of hate, but none of which was said to my face
	I confide inside, my son, but with a fire made of purple
	I'm a writer for the art, I keep it sharpened with rehearsal
	The worst is when they mark us to target a market that we're not even a part of
	If your CD's in Target it means you got distribution, but we still pushin' units
	With our own two homegrown since youth
	Thought you knew
	(chorus)
	(verse)
	And they say desegregation was a big step forward
	But integration only covered up a rotten core
	The surface might've changed but the cauldron is still hot
	Now we more politically correct with less real talk
	They say we liberal but literally not
	When the cops bend us over while upholding the law
	Despite the sight of coffee shops on every single block
	Nearby its supply and demand for the rock
	It's two types of crack, one legal, one felonious
	The lumpenprole push keys like Thelonious
	The corporation pushing blood with the beans
	I heard people moving up here for the love of the green
	New homes, new stores, still a hood underneath
	No good how we chilling in the gut of the beast
	A national question, with no answer in the least
	It's no resting ‘til the cancer meets defeat
	(chorus)

	verse
	Live from occupied Duwamish territory
	Where Carlos Bulosan once lived to tell the story
	Of the brain, sweat, and glory of mic checks and men
	Who fight the destination we were destined to end
	Left the writing on the walls in the halls of the Nippon Kan
	Others transform, majority Decepticons
	But my conception of the Walkman' s rotation,
	Is you live in the upper left you' ve got to have patience
	Cause ain' t no urban radio stations about to play us
	Unless you sign the dotted and make your songs brainless
	While you waitin' for the mention in the pages of " The Stranger"
	You can find me in the basement makin' heaters for later
	And yes, we all need a little paper to strive
	But the monsters in your town will put a limp in your stride
	I exhibit all the time like I' m pimpin' your ride
	And we' ve been living in conditions we' re tired of
	Come on and rise up
	chorus
	Two Scholars rock fresh, North by Northwest
	And it' s still no rest ' cause we' re not finished yet
	We' re broke, but not broken
	Cold, but not frozen
	Lost but not forgotten, we' re kickin' the doors open
	Two Scholars rock fresh, North by Northwest
	And it' s still no rest ' cause we' re not finished yet
	We' re broke, but not broken
	Cold, but not frozen
	Movin' in slow motion, it' s that Northwest classic
	verse
	Nine eight doubleone eight, the alphabetically 2nd to last state changed in live version to 4th
	Never finished in last place
	Like the Mariners for 3 years straight
	From prescriptions we administer the medicine
	For people still afflicted with acute twoohsickness
	We exist between the gold and the green
	I paint the soul of the scene
	Under towers of power, dodging the over Overfiend daily
	Causing bones to decay, they say is so far away
	Couldn' t possibly make it, I seen modesty fade
	And awful lot of hate, but none of which was said to my face
	I confide inside, my son, but with a fire made of purple
	I' m a writer for the art, I keep it sharpened with rehearsal
	The worst is when they mark us to target a market that we' re not even a part of
	If your CD' s in Target it means you got distribution, but we still pushin' units
	With our own two homegrown since youth
	Thought you knew
	chorus
	verse
	And they say desegregation was a big step forward
	But integration only covered up a rotten core
	The surface might' ve changed but the cauldron is still hot
	Now we more politically correct with less real talk
	They say we liberal but literally not
	When the cops bend us over while upholding the law
	Despite the sight of coffee shops on every single block
	Nearby its supply and demand for the rock
	It' s two types of crack, one legal, one felonious
	The lumpenprole push keys like Thelonious
	The corporation pushing blood with the beans
	I heard people moving up here for the love of the green
	New homes, new stores, still a hood underneath
	No good how we chilling in the gut of the beast
	A national question, with no answer in the least
	It' s no resting ' til the cancer meets defeat
	chorus

	verse
	Live from occupied Duwamish territory
	Where Carlos Bulosan once lived to tell the story
	Of the brain, sweat, and glory of mic checks and men
	Who fight the destination we were destined to end
	Left the writing on the walls in the halls of the Nippon Kan
	Others transform, majority Decepticons
	But my conception of the Walkman' s rotation,
	Is you live in the upper left you' ve got to have patience
	Cause ain' t no urban radio stations about to play us
	Unless you sign the dotted and make your songs brainless
	While you waitin' for the mention in the pages of " The Stranger"
	You can find me in the basement makin' heaters for later
	And yes, we all need a little paper to strive
	But the monsters in your town will put a limp in your stride
	I exhibit all the time like I' m pimpin' your ride
	And we' ve been living in conditions we' re tired of
	Come on and rise up
	chorus
	Two Scholars rock fresh, North by Northwest
	And it' s still no rest ' cause we' re not finished yet
	We' re broke, but not broken
	Cold, but not frozen
	Lost but not forgotten, we' re kickin' the doors open
	Two Scholars rock fresh, North by Northwest
	And it' s still no rest ' cause we' re not finished yet
	We' re broke, but not broken
	Cold, but not frozen
	Movin' in slow motion, it' s that Northwest classic
	verse
	Nine eight doubleone eight, the alphabetically 2nd to last state changed in live version to 4th
	Never finished in last place
	Like the Mariners for 3 years straight
	From prescriptions we administer the medicine
	For people still afflicted with acute twoohsickness
	We exist between the gold and the green
	I paint the soul of the scene
	Under towers of power, dodging the over Overfiend daily
	Causing bones to decay, they say is so far away
	Couldn' t possibly make it, I seen modesty fade
	And awful lot of hate, but none of which was said to my face
	I confide inside, my son, but with a fire made of purple
	I' m a writer for the art, I keep it sharpened with rehearsal
	The worst is when they mark us to target a market that we' re not even a part of
	If your CD' s in Target it means you got distribution, but we still pushin' units
	With our own two homegrown since youth
	Thought you knew
	chorus
	verse
	And they say desegregation was a big step forward
	But integration only covered up a rotten core
	The surface might' ve changed but the cauldron is still hot
	Now we more politically correct with less real talk
	They say we liberal but literally not
	When the cops bend us over while upholding the law
	Despite the sight of coffee shops on every single block
	Nearby its supply and demand for the rock
	It' s two types of crack, one legal, one felonious
	The lumpenprole push keys like Thelonious
	The corporation pushing blood with the beans
	I heard people moving up here for the love of the green
	New homes, new stores, still a hood underneath
	No good how we chilling in the gut of the beast
	A national question, with no answer in the least
	It' s no resting ' til the cancer meets defeat
	chorus

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