Rock'n'Roll
We all came out to Montreux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make a record with a mobile
We didn't have to much time
A-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
It's burnin' down
They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
A-Funky 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
A fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
It's burnin' down
Rock'n'roll
We ended up at the Grand Hotel
It was empty, cold and bare
But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside
Making our music here
With a few red lights, a few old beds
We made a place to sweat
No matter what is out of this
I know we'll never forget
Smoke on the water
A fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
It's burnin' down
Rock'n'roll