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BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN lyrics : "Balboa Park"

He lay his blanket underneath the freeway
As the evening sky grew dark
Took a sniff of toncho from his [email protected]%!e 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

Brought 'em across to 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 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

As the 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

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