Fourteen thousand members and me

Watch the preacher up on the screen

I have never shaken his hand

My two-dimensional pastor man

Welcome to America

Doesn't matter if I am here

In this crowd I could disappear

Pastor man is all that we need

Preaching via satellite feed

I can watch it all from my pew

Until the presentation is through

You will have to pardon me

But this cannot be all there is

I can't imagine God would be

Happy about this

Smiling people up on the stage

Everyone prefers it that way

Smiling people out in the crowd

No questioning or doubting allowed

Welcome to America

Where everyone is pretty and clean

Where everything's rehearsed and routine

You will have to pardon me

But this cannot be all there is

I can't imagine God would be

Happy about this

What if Jesus disagrees

With how you measure your success

Would you find a way to still believe

He's happy about this'

What if He's not happy about this'

The Church is now the Body of Christ

And every part is equally prized

The eye can never say to the hand

"All we need is this preacher man"

Would you notice if I was gone'

How easy would it be to move on'

You will have to pardon me

But this cannot be all there is

I can't imagine God would be

Happy about this

The crowds don't necessarily

Mean that God is truly blessed

It's dangerous to just believe

That He's happy about this