You listen to the preacher and you nod and say "amen"
Praying that your neighbor will be convicted and repent
Oh the preacher hits your soft spot and you walk on down the aisle
Throw a fifty in the plate and leave the building with a smile
But inside nothing has happened and your faith is clearly dead
Oh your neighbor's having Bible study while you're at home in bed
And you do Jesus, just as well as you do Shakespeare
And frankly that's not very good at all
Oh the church is your theater and tradition is your script
But where you gonna be when the final curtain falls
Well you know the Bible stories, you quote scripture in your sleep
Go to every church held function if the price is not too steep
Lead the choir Sunday morning, teach the lesson Wednesday night
Singing "Onward Christian Soldiers" but inside losing the fight
Cause you only pray at mealtimes and your Bible's gathering dust
You've never listened for God's leading and on Jesus you put your trust
And you do Jesus, just as well as you do Shakespeare
And frankly that's not very good at all
Oh the church is your theater and tradition is your script
But where you gonna be when the final curtain falls