Smoke On The Water Songtext / Lyric

We all came out to Montreux

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 in town

When some stupid with a flare gun

Burned the place to the ground



Smoke on the water

A fire in the sky

Smoke on the water



They burned down the gambling house

It died with an awful sound

Funky Claude was running in and out

Dragging kids out the ground






When it all was over

We had to find another place

Swiss time was running out

It seemed that we would 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

And with the rolling truck stones thing just outside

We made our music there



With a few red lights and a few old beds

We made a place to sweat

No matter what 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