Smoke On The Water

We all came out to Montreux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with the mobile
We didn't have much time
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground

Smoke on the water, and fire in the sky
Smoke on the water.

They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky and Claude was running in and out
Pulling kids out of the ground.
When it all was over
We had to find another place
But Swiss time was running on
It seemed that we will lose the race.

Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky
Smoke on the water.

We ended up at the Grand Hotel
It was empty cold and bare
but when the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside
making our music there.
With a few red lights, a few old beds
We made the place to sweat
No matter that we get out of this, I know,
I know we'll never forget.

Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky
Smoke on the water.