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



Chorus

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



Chorus

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



Chorus

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