Deep Purple

Songtekst

We all came out to Montreux
On a 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
Till some stupid with a flare gun
He burned the place to the ground
Smoke on the water, and fire in the sky
Smoke on the water

They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out
Pulling kids from 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, and 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 truck Stones thing just outside
Makin' our music there
With a few red lights and a few old beds
We made a place to stay
No matter what we get out of this
I know, I know we'll never forget
Smoke on the water, and fire in the sky
Smoke on the water