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