Stock Photo Man
Stock photo man
I've seen you everywhere
With your icy eyes and gleaming hair
Brash and self-confident
You could sell anything
With the instant credibility your graven image brings
And how old are you now?
If you're still alive
Do your teeth still shine?
And how old are you now?
Are you doing fine?
Or are you dreaming of the time when you were
Stock photo man, stock photo man, stock photo man
Stock photo man, stock photo man, stock photo man
And do you live alone
And lonely every night
Tell me now, how do you like your life?
Stacks of brochures and catalogs
Yellowed on the shelf
Dog-eared pages indicate the pictures of yourself
And have you grown to hate
That perfect version of your face
An evil twin who's madly grinning back at you
Mocking you
Stock photo man, stock photo man, stock photo man
Stock photo man, stock photo man, stock photo man
And in those shots
You're looking so fantastic
The rest can't help but seem anticlimactic
When all your life was leading up to this
What's the point of continuing to exist?
And when the end finally comes
It should come as no surprise
You'll see each stock photo flash before your eyes
But didn't you have a good time?
Didn't you have a good time?
