We all came out to montreux
on the lake Geneva shoreline
to make records with a mobile
we did’nt have much time
frank Zappa and mothers
were at the best place around
but some stupid with a flare gun
burned the place to the ground
They bounded down the gambling house
it died with an awful sound
funky & Claude was running in and out
he was 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’d lose the rac3e
we ended up at the Grand Hotel
it was empty cold and bare
with the rolling truck stones thing
just out side making 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
Refrain
smoke on the water
fire in the sky
smoke on the water
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