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>>