| Song | Fascist Architecture |
| Artist | Bruce Cockburn |
| Album | Humans |
| 作词 : Cockburn | |
| Fascist architecture of my own design | |
| Too long been keeping my love confined | |
| You tore me out of myself alive | |
| Those fingers drawing out blood like sweat | |
| While the magnificent facades crumble and burn | |
| The billion facets of brilliant love | |
| The billion facets of freedom turning in the light | |
| Bloody nose and burning eyes | |
| Raised in laughter to the skies | |
| I've been in trouble but I'm ok | |
| Been through the wringer but I'm ok | |
| Walls are falling and I'm ok | |
| Under the mercy and I'm ok | |
| Gonna tell my old lady | |
| Gonna tell my little girl | |
| There isn't anything in the world | |
| That can lock up my love again |
| zuò cí : Cockburn | |
| Fascist architecture of my own design | |
| Too long been keeping my love confined | |
| You tore me out of myself alive | |
| Those fingers drawing out blood like sweat | |
| While the magnificent facades crumble and burn | |
| The billion facets of brilliant love | |
| The billion facets of freedom turning in the light | |
| Bloody nose and burning eyes | |
| Raised in laughter to the skies | |
| I' ve been in trouble but I' m ok | |
| Been through the wringer but I' m ok | |
| Walls are falling and I' m ok | |
| Under the mercy and I' m ok | |
| Gonna tell my old lady | |
| Gonna tell my little girl | |
| There isn' t anything in the world | |
| That can lock up my love again |