Well, 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 around But 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
Well, they burned down the gambling house It died with an awful sound Funky Claude was running in and out Pulling kids out of the ground
And when it all was over We had to find another place Swiss time was running out It seemed that we would lose the race
There was 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 with the rolling stones truck 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 we'll never forget
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