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We all come 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 pest place around

But some stupid with the flure gun burned the place to the ground

Smoke on the water and fire in the sky

Smoke on the water

They burned down the danbling house it died with an awful sound

Funke and Cloud was running in and out pulling kids out the ground

When it all way over we had to find another place

It seemed that we would lose the race

Smoke on the water and fire in the sky

Smoke on the water

We ended up in the Grand Hotel, it way empty, cool and fare

But with the Rolling truck Stones things just outside waking our music here

With the few red lights and a few old beds we made a place to sweat

No matter what we got out of this I know, I know we'll never forget

Smoke on the water and fire in the sky

Smoke on the water