Rush adalah kelompok musik progressive rock asal Kanada yang beranggotakan tiga orang yaitu Geddy Lee pada bass dan lead vocals,  Alex Lifeson pemain guitar dan John Rutsey pada drums (diganti oleh Neil Peart tahun1974). karir Rush dimulai sejak tahun 1968 di Sarnia, Ontario dan Canada.

Selama karirnya Rush sudah mengeluarkan 30 album selama 30 tahun dan berhasil menjual sampai 40 juta copy, 17 album mendapatkan penghargaan label platinum dan 8 album mendapatkan penghargan label Emas, 4 Nominasi Grammy dan yang terakhir 8 album mendapatkan juno awards. pada saat jaya-nya rush banyak di tulis dalam bentuk buku diantaranya empat buku ditulis oleh pemain drumnya yaitu Neil Peart

Berikut lagu yang menjadi hits :

Spirit of Radio Free Will
Begin the day
With a friendly voice
A companion, unobtrusive
Plays that song thats so elusive
And the magic music makes
your morning mood

Off on your way
Hit the open road
There is magic at your fingers
For the spirit ever lingers
Undemanding contact
In your happy solitude

Invisible airwaves
Crackle with life
Bright antennae bristle
With the energy
Emotional feedback
On a timeless wavelength
Bearing a gift beyond price —
Almost free…

All this machinery
Making modern music
Can still be open-hearted
Not so coldly charted
Its really just a question
Of your honesty

One likes to believe
In the freedom of music
But glittering prizes
And endless compromises
Shatter the illusion
Of integrity

For the words of the profits
Are written on the studio wall,
Concert hall —
Echoes with the sounds…
Of salesmen.

 There are those who think that life
Has nothing left to chance
With a host of holy horrors
To direct our aimless dance

A planet of playthings
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
The stars arent aligned —
Or the gods are malign
Blame is better to give than receive

You can choose a ready guide
In some celestial voice
If you choose not to decide
You still have made a choice

You can choose from phantom fears
And kindness that can kill
I will choose a path thats clear
I will choose free will

There are those who think that
theyve been dealt a losing hand
The cards were stacked against them —
They werent born in lotus-land

All preordained
A prisoner in chains
A victim of venomous fate
Kicked in the face
You cant pray for a place
In heavens unearthly estate

Each of us
A cell of awareness
Imperfect and incomplete
Genetic blends
With uncertain ends
On a fortune hunt
Thats far too fleet…