Verse 1:
Sitting in the front pew
Waiting for the new scoop
Contemplating life that's driving me wild
Thinking ‘bout the street news
Running in my new shoes
Spinning like a top I'm upside down

Chorus:
But God doesn't work from the outside in
And the media screams and shouts
Since we're set on the world thinking life should be a paragon
He's building from the inside out

Verse 2:
Driving in my flashy car
Working hard to get far
Flying down the road like I can't be seen
Reflections in a window pane
Coffee flowing through my veins
Running like a lemming to the American dream