Meat Loaf - Execution Day

Don't touch me now, won't let you crucify me
You ain't no damn jury, you can't pass no sentence on me
Is it any wonder heaven's racked with thunder
'N all of my dreams go under like the pourin' rain
Execution day, execution day, execution day

Whose blood on whose hands,
Where's the promises they preached for this land
Standin' there with bibles clutched in their hand
Whose blood on whose hands,
Whose blood on whose hands
Whose blood, whose hands
Execution day, execution day
Father my hands are shakin',
I see the light, it's breakinShow me the way to set my soul free,
I hope it rains on me
Let it rain on me
Execution day, execution day