We all came out to Montreaux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a 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
You know , so
Smoke on the water
And fire in the sky
Smoke on the Water
Burn it Down
They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky and Claude was running in and out
Pulling kids out the ground
When it all was over
We had to find another place
But Swiss time was running out
It seemed that we would lose the race
Smoke on the water
And fire in the sky
Smoke on Water
We ended up at the Grand Hotel uhhh
It was empty cold and bare
But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outsiiiide
Making our music there
With a few red lights and a few old behhhds
We make a place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this
I know we'll never forget
Smoke on the water
And fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
We burned it down
Yeah !
Down,Auhh
Ohhh, Ahhh
Burn,burn,burn,burn,burn
All Right
AhhAhh
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