We all came out to MontreuxOn the Lake Geneva shorelineTo make records with a mobile, yeahWe didn't have much time now
Frank Zappa and the MothersWere at the best place aroundBut some stupid with a flare gunBurned the place to the ground
Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky(Smoke) on the water, you guys are great
They burned down the gambling houseIt died with an awful soundFunky Claude was running in and outHe was pulling kids out the ground now
When it all was overFind another placeSwiss time was running outIt seemed that we would lose the race
Smoke on the water, a fire in the skySmoke on the water
Burn it down
We ended up at the Grand HotelIt was empty, cold and bareThe Rolling truck Stones thing just outsideHuh, making our music there now
With a few red lights and a few old bedsWe made a place to sweatNo matter what we get out of thisI know, I know we'll never forget
Smoke on the water, a fire in the skySmoke on the water(I can't hear anything)
one more time(Smoke on the water) hey!