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First Up... Steranko's Earliest work.

 

Spyman #1 VG $15.00

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And since everyone loves this:

 

People tend to hate me

'Cause I never smile

As I ransack their homes

They want to shake my hand

 

Focusing on nowhere

Investigating miles

I'm a seeker

I'm a really desperate man

 

I won't get to get what I'm after

Till the day I die

 

I learned how to raise my voice in anger

Yeah, but look at my face, ain't this a smile?

I'm happy when life's good

And when it's bad I cry

I've got values but I don't know how or why

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In Chronological Order...

 

Strange Tales #151 VG $12.00 Steranko's First Work @ Marvel

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In the attics of my life, full of cloudy dreams unreal.

Full of tastes no tongue can know, and lights no eyes can see.

When there was no ear to hear, you sang to me.

 

I have spent my life seeking all that's still unsung.

Bent my ear to hear the tune, and closed my eyes to see.

When there was no strings to play, you played to me.

 

In the book of love's own dream, where all the print is blood.

Where all the pages are my days, and all the lights grow old.

When I had no wings to fly, you flew to me, you flew to me.

 

In the secret space of dreams, where I dreaming lay amazed.

When the secrets all are told, and the petals all unfold.

When there was no dream of mine, you dreamed of me.

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Strange Tales #152 G $4.00 1" Spine Split

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Ive seen fire and Ive seen rain

Ive seen sunny days that I thought would never end

Ive seen lonely times when I could not find a friend

But I always thought that Id see you again

 

Wont you look down upon me, jesus

Youve got to help me make a stand

Youve just got to see me through another day

My bodys aching and my time is at hand

And I wont make it any other way

 

Oh, Ive seen fire and Ive seen rain

Ive seen sunny days that I thought would never end

Ive seen lonely times when I could not find a friend

But I always thought that Id see you again

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Strange Tales #153 G- $2.00 2 Spine Splits. 1 to the top staple and the other past the bottom staple. Top staple still secured.

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Hey, Tom Banjo hey a laurel, more than laurel you say sow.

More than laurel you may sow.

Hey, the laurel, hey the city in the rain,

Hey, hey, hey the wild wheat waving in the wind.

 

Twenty degrees of solitude, twenty degrees in all,

All the dancing kings and wives assembled in the hall.

Lost is the long and loneliest town fairly sybil flying.

All along the, all along the mountains of the moon.

 

Hey, Tom Banjo it's time to matter,

The earth will see you on through this time,

The earth will see you on through this time.

 

Down by the water, the Marsh King's daughter, did you know?

Clothed in totters always will be. Tom, where did you go?

 

Mountains of the moon, Electra, mountains of the moon,

All along the, all along the mountains of the moon.

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Strange Tales #155 G $2.50 2 Spine Splits. 1 to the top staple and the other past the bottom staple. Top staple still secured.

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Do you often stop and whisper?

It's Saturday's shore

The whole world's a savior

Who could ever, ever, ever

Ever, ever, ever

Ask for more?

 

Do you remember?

Will you stop?

Will you stop?

The pain

 

And there will never be

Another one like you

There will never be

Another one who can

Do the things you do, oh

 

Will you give another chance?

Will you try, little try?

Please stop and you remember

We were together, anyway, all right

 

How you must of think and wondered

How I must feel

Out on the meadows

While you run the field

I'm alone for you

And I cry

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Strange Tales #156 VG $6.00

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Wintertime winds blow cold the season

Fallen in love, I'm hopin' to be

Wind is so cold, is that the reason?

Keeping you warm, your hands touching me

 

Come with me dance, my dear

Winter's so cold this year

You are so warm

My wintertime love to be

 

Winter time winds blue and freezin'

Comin' from northern storms in the sea

Love has been lost, is that the reason?

Trying desperately to be free

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Strange Tales #157 F 8.00

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Born to push you around

Better just stay down

You pull away, he hits the flesh, you hit the ground

 

Mouth so full of lies

Tend to black your eyes

Just keep them close, keep praying, just keep waiting

 

Waiting for the one

The day that never comes

When you stand up and feel the warmth

But the sunshine never comes, no

No, the sunshine never comes

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First Up... Steranko's Earliest work.

 

Spyman #1 VG $15.00

3-10.jpg

 

And since everyone loves this:

 

People tend to hate me

'Cause I never smile

As I ransack their homes

They want to shake my hand

 

Focusing on nowhere

Investigating miles

I'm a seeker

I'm a really desperate man

 

I won't get to get what I'm after

Till the day I die

 

I learned how to raise my voice in anger

Yeah, but look at my face, ain't this a smile?

I'm happy when life's good

And when it's bad I cry

I've got values but I don't know how or why

 

hm

 

hm

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First Up... Steranko's Earliest work.

 

Spyman #1 VG $15.00

3-10.jpg

 

And since everyone loves this:

 

People tend to hate me

'Cause I never smile

As I ransack their homes

They want to shake my hand

 

Focusing on nowhere

Investigating miles

I'm a seeker

I'm a really desperate man

 

I won't get to get what I'm after

Till the day I die

 

I learned how to raise my voice in anger

Yeah, but look at my face, ain't this a smile?

I'm happy when life's good

And when it's bad I cry

I've got values but I don't know how or why

 

hm

 

hm

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Strange Tales #160 VG- $6.00 Captain America by Steranko :banana:

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So needless to say

I'm odds and ends

But that's me stumbling away

Slowly learning that life is OK.

Say after me

It's no better to be safe than sorry

 

Oh the things that you say

Is it life or

Just a play my worries away

You're all the things I've got to

remember

You're shying away

I'll be coming for you anyway

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Strange Tales #161 VG 7.00 Captain America by Steranko!

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Well I Was Talking Last Night

Magneto And Titanium Man . . .

We Were Talking About You, Babe,

Oo --- They Said ---

You Was Involved In A Robbery

That Was Due To Happen

At A Quarter To Three

In The Main Street.

I Didn't Believe Them

Magneto And Titanium Man . . .

But When The Crimson Dynamo

Finally Assured Me, Well, I Knew

You Was Involved In A Robbery

That Was Due To Happen

At A Quarter To Three

In The Main Street.

So We Went Out

Magneto And Titanium Man . . .

And The Crimson Dynamo

Came Along For The Ride

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And since everyone loves this:

 

People tend to hate me

'Cause I never smile

As I ransack their homes

They want to shake my hand

 

Focusing on nowhere

Investigating miles

I'm a seeker

I'm a really desperate man

 

I won't get to get what I'm after

Till the day I die

 

I learned how to raise my voice in anger

Yeah, but look at my face, ain't this a smile?

I'm happy when life's good

And when it's bad I cry

I've got values but I don't know how or why

 

Pete Townsend can write a lyric or two. (thumbs u

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Strange Tales #163 VG $6.00 Cool Yerrow Craw Cover

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Are you out there Mr no-one

Is my investment growing

Sorry that I got so drunk

But I wrote you a poem

 

Did you search me

Did you turn me over

While I cold turkeyed

On the sofa

 

Did you steal my money

 

How can we forgive a grievance

Now that we all live with demons

Did you know that poor old veteran

That you kicked out of his bed

Says that he cannot forget you

But he does not wish you dead

Leave his gold watch in reception

He will keep the sixteen stitches in his head

Did you steal his money

 

 

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