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Head Shop #4, like Head Shop #3, was printed on hemp paper. The fine print on the cover said "adults only—hedonistic debaucherous libertine egalitarian fuzzy-cuddlers preferred." It also carried a price of 25c, which was encircled by the message "Hey, buddy, can you spare two bits?" But that wasn't really readable in the final printings.
The cover of Head Shop #3 said "EAT THIS COMIC!" and "Printed on real hemp paper," which it was instead of dead trees.
On the back cover, in fine print, it read,
Yes, it was really printed on hemp paper.
No, don't eat it. It won't do anything for you, and the photocopy powder is probably poisonous.
But smoking it would probably be healthier than most tobacco cigarettes.
I can't believe you're reading this fine print.
Are you high? Or just one of those people who reads the fine print in everything?
I used to do that. After the eyesight began to fail, I had to give it up.
Still get the munchies, though. Here, have a chocolate chip cookie.
Good, huh? Want another one?
No, don't eat it. It won't do anything for you, and the photocopy powder is probably poisonous.
But smoking it would probably be healthier than most tobacco cigarettes.
I can't believe you're reading this fine print.
Are you high? Or just one of those people who reads the fine print in everything?
I used to do that. After the eyesight began to fail, I had to give it up.
Still get the munchies, though. Here, have a chocolate chip cookie.
Good, huh? Want another one?
Of course, in this online incarnation, there's no paper needed at all unless, of course, you print it. But now we need, I don't know, to burn hemp for the electricity we use or build our circuit boards on plasticized hempboard, or something.
1. Bb It's only make-believe. Fm It lasts a little while Ab And then you have to make your Bb dreams come true Bb If you only make-believe, Fm in a little while Ab All your dreams begin to Bb lose belief in you. Fm Ab Bb Got to get down to where you're goin' Fm Ab Bb Before the goin' gets ya down Fm Ab Bb Your heart is part of winds a-blowin' Fm Bb But your brain remains earth-bound. Fm Bb Ab Bb Take your time. Find out what you want. Fm Bb Ab Bb Learn to seek. That's the goal of the hunt. Fm7 Bbm Fm7 Bbm Futures you foresee leave you in shock Fm7 Bbm Fm7 Gb Nothing left to be nowhere to walk....
Mindful Webworks | Short and Tall Tales | Making Believe, page 2
2. Bb Fm All we get is a moment of life, and the Ab Bb living with whom we work and play. Bb Fm So we smile and try to be forgiving Ab Bb Trying to make it day to day Fm Ab Bb Your past is a measure of learning Fm Ab Bb Your future is close to your soul Fm Ab Bb Your present is pleasant if that's what you're earning Fm Bb And Karma keeps taking its toll. Fm Bb Ab Bb Take your time. Find out what you want. Fm Bb Ab Bb Learn to seek. That's the goal of the hunt. Fm7 Bbm Fm7 Bbm Futures you foresee leave me in shock Fm7 Bbm Fm7 Gb Nothing left to be nowhere to walk....
Segue right into Don't Walk.
Performed in Mindful Webworkshop #8, 2016 Sep 30
Segue from Making Believe
Chorus: Bb7 Fm Walk Walk Walk Walk a walk Bb7 Fm Walk Walk Walk ah-hahh Don't walk Don't walk Don't walk
1. Bb7 You don't talk to your neighbors in the City. (no, you never do, never do) F7 You don't talk to the people on the bus. (no body home) F7 You don't talk to the girls who're lookin' so pretty (no way baby) Bb But anyway what the hell have you got to discuss? [chorus]
2. Bb7 You don't listen to your neighbors in the city ("rotten BITCH") F7 You don't listen to the people on the street ("gimme a quarter") F7 You don't listen to the girls who're lookin' so pretty ("c'mere, boy!") Bb7 Face Front, eyes forward, get on down the street [chorus]
Mindful Webworks | Short and Tall Tales | Don't Walk, page 2
3. Bb7 Fm Walk Walk Walk Walk a walk Bb7 Fm Walk Walk Walk ah-hahh Don't walk Don't walk Don't walk Bb7 You don't look at yer neighbors in the eyeball (no ya lookaway lookaway) F7 You don't stare at the bodies on the beach (mm-hm baby) F7 I like lookin' at the girls so tan and pretty (ah-ooo) Bb7 Just as well (too bad), they're always outta reach. [chorus]
4. [Slow] Bb7 I talk to my neighbors in the city. (Howya doin') F7 I smile at the old folks on the bus. (Say, take my seat) F7 I like talkin' to the girls who're lookin' so pretty. (Uh-oh!) [faster again] Bb7 I can't help myself. I'm just an onery cuss. [chorus]