I'm walkin' down these dark streets - all alone   a light ahead free coffee if you have no home   a parking lot full of people - same as me   waiting for the Messiah - his shift will start at three      He's a real convenience store messiah   idol worship for an idle mind   he's a real convenience store messiah   turning bottled water into win      waiting for the papers to come outside    they make such nice warm blankets - get in line   sometimes he might let us - stay inside   the only one who will listen   he can be so kind      He's a real convenience store messiah   idol worship for an idle mind   he's a real convenience store messiah    turning bottled water into wine      (They see through eyes)   looking through his window   (a glowing light)   staring at his vision late at night   (they idolize, they realize)   reaching out their hands      He's a real convenience store messiah   idol worship for an idle mind   he's a real convenience store messiah   turning bottled water into wine