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Bob and Wendy: Music

In the Thick of It

(Wendy Liepman)
Well I quit the beaten path, and I wandered through the woods

Thinking that the change of scenery was bound to do me good

But then something went astray, and I could not find my way

And I feel that I may never make it home

Now I’m “RIGHT IN THE THICK OF IT”, I’m “RIGHT IN THE THICK OF IT”

Dark limbs reach to embrace me; I cannot see the sky

And I’m “RIGHT IN THE THICK OF IT”; I’m “RIGHT IN THE THICK OF IT”.

And I can’t see my way clear of it, hard as I may try


Well I found myself down in the shady side of town

Looking for some entertainment, I fell in with the crowd

I was drinking with the boys, when the music turned to noise

And I fear I’m too far gone to make it home

He wore a black leather jacket and it smelled of sweat and vinegar

The tattoo on his forearm was an angel I guess

When he asked if I was free I slipped the band off of my finger

When he asked if I would follow, I just turned and answered, “Yes.”