Balboa Park
Bruce Springsteen Lyrics


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He lay his blanket underneath the freeway
As the evening sky grew dark
Took a sniff of toncho from his coke can
And headed through Balboa Park

Where the men in their Mercedes
Come nightly to employ
In the cool San Diego evening
The services of the border boys

He grew up near the Zona Norte
With the hustlers and smugglers he hung out with
He swallowed their balloons of cocaine
And brought 'em across the Twelfth Street strip

Sleeping in a shelter
If the night got too cold
Runnin' from the migra
Of the border patrol

Past the salvage yard 'cross the train tracks
And in through the storm drain
They stretched their blankets out 'neath the freeway
And each one took a name

There was X-man and Cochise
Little Spider his sneakers covered in river mud
They come north to California
End up with the poison in their blood

He did what he had to do for the money
Sometimes he sent home what he could spare
The rest went to high-top sneakers and toncho
And jeans like the gavachos wear

One night the border patrol swept Twelfth Street
A big car come fast down the boulevard
Spider stood caught in its headlights
Got hit and went down hard

Car sped away Spider held his stomach
Limped to his blanket 'neath the underpass




Lie there tasting his own blood on his tongue
Closed his eyes and listened to the cars rushin' by, so fast

Overall Meaning

In the song "Balboa Park," Bruce Springsteen tells the story of a young man named Spider who sleeps under a freeway in Balboa Park, San Diego. Spider's life is one of struggle and danger as he turns to drug smuggling to earn a living. He grew up near the Zona Norte and became involved with smugglers and hustlers who dealt in cocaine. Spider and his friends would swallow balloons filled with cocaine and smuggle them across the Twelfth Street strip. He found himself running from the border patrol while sleeping in shelters and stretching out blankets under the shelter of the freeway.


Line by Line Meaning

He lay his blanket underneath the freeway
He set up his makeshift bed below the high-speed roads


As the evening sky grew dark
With night approaching


Took a sniff of toncho from his coke can
He inhaled toncho from a can that previously held coke


And headed through Balboa Park
He went through Balboa Park


Where the men in their Mercedes
Where wealthy men in luxury cars


Come nightly to employ
Go there every night to hire


In the cool San Diego evening
During the pleasant evenings of San Diego


The services of the border boys
The services provided by the border boys


He grew up near the Zona Norte
He was raised near the red-light district


With the hustlers and smugglers he hung out with
He associated with criminals who engaged in these activities


He swallowed their balloons of cocaine
He ingested their drug-filled balloons


And brought 'em across the Twelfth Street strip
And smuggled them into the United States via Twelfth Street


Sleeping in a shelter
Staying in a homeless shelter


If the night got too cold
When the temperature dropped at night


Runnin' from the migra
Fleeing from the immigration officers


Of the border patrol
From the US Customs and Border Protection


Past the salvage yard 'cross the train tracks
Over the salvage yard and across the railroad tracks


And in through the storm drain
Entering through the storm drain


They stretched their blankets out 'neath the freeway
They laid their blankets beneath the freeway


And each one took a name
And each person took on a nickname


There was X-man and Cochise
For instance, there was someone who called himself X-man and another called Cochise


Little Spider his sneakers covered in river mud
And Little Spider, whose sneakers were muddy from crossing the river


They come north to California
They came north to California


End up with the poison in their blood
And ended up with toxic substances in their bloodstream


He did what he had to do for the money
He did what he needed to do for financial reasons


Sometimes he sent home what he could spare
Occasionally, he sent money to his family


The rest went to high-top sneakers and toncho
The remaining amount was spent on high-top shoes and toncho


And jeans like the gavachos wear
And jeans similar to those worn by white people


One night the border patrol swept Twelfth Street
One night, immigration officers patrolled Twelfth Street


A big car come fast down the boulevard
A large vehicle sped along the street


Spider stood caught in its headlights
Spider got caught in its headlights


Got hit and went down hard
He was struck and fell to the ground


Car sped away Spider held his stomach
The car drove away, and Spider clutched his abdomen


Limped to his blanket 'neath the underpass
He painfully hobbled to his bedding below the underpass


Lie there tasting his own blood on his tongue
He lay there tasting his own blood in his mouth


Closed his eyes and listened to the cars rushin' by, so fast
He shut his eyes and heard the cars passing by at high speeds




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Written by: BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN

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