Pretender Attenders
Buttoned-down collars
Still bring in the dollars
They sing but they don't know the tune
Swingin' and Swayin'
Caught up in the prayin'
Hoping they'll meet Jesus soon
Pretender attenders are faithful defenders
They stand but they don't know what for
Willing and able they come to the table
The lies they are told they adore
Cloaked in false grace
Lost and writhing in place
Believing their good will endure
And under pink clouds
Stand a host of great crowds
Still waiting to get in the door
Nothing to say while waiting the day
These ashes and bones all are strewn
Thinking of Him who has not given in
And I hope he'll be coming back soon
