Now when the pope kissed the ground
A sniper fired off an angry round
And it missed him
By a whisker
And the gunman could not be found
They found the bullet
In the chapel near by
Embedded in the altar stone
And the virgin upon the altar started bleeding upon an Sunday
Well now the faithful
They came in thousands
From as far as the Philippines
To pray for healing
At the virgin
And to kiss that bullet clean
Word got around about the virgin
There were pilgrims
There were tourists
Souvenirs and postcards
Plastic virgins and bullet rosaries
And many cripples began walking
And the mute began to speak
And the sceptics they kept on talking
It went on like this for weeks
Sing hallelujah song, hallelujah song
Sing hallelujah song, hallelujah
Sing hallelujah song, hallelujah song
Sing hallelujah song, hallelujah
And soon they found
The statue shattered
A bloody rifle among the pieces
They found the gunman above the altar
Disentangled in the attic
And as they rifled through his pockets
A bloody wallet identified him
And his surname was Immanuel
And his given name was Jesus
And so they buried him
Beside the chapel
With his rifle at his side
And they bought another statue virgin
With the proceeds from the healings
And as she stands upon the altar
Spring water runs from the bullet hole
And the chapel became a shrine
They used the water to make wine
But when the pope kisses ground
Bullet proof gla** all around
And that's the story of the virgin
The sniper Jesus and the faithful
Yeah that's the story of the virgin
The sniper Jesus and the faithful
Yeah that's the story of the virgin
The sniper Jesus and the faithful
Sing hallelujah song, hallelujah song
Sing hallelujah song, hallelujah
Sing hallelujah song, hallelujah song
Sing hallelujah song, hallelujah>>