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