Smoke on the water
We had to find another place
We ended up at the Grand Hotel
Frank Zappa and the mothers
It died with an awful sound
But swiss time was running out
It seemed that we would lose the race
We all came out to Montreux
But with the rolling truck stones thing just outside
Smoke on the water
They burned down the gambling house
Songwriters: Ritchie Blackmore, Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord, Ian Paice
Publisher: GLENWOOD MUSIC CORPORATION
No matter what we get out of this
Smoke on the water
Fire in the sky
Funky Claude was running in and out
With a few red lights and a few old beds
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
We made a place to sweat
Burned the place to the ground
To make records with a mobile
Smoke on the water
Fire in the sky
Pulling kids out the ground
Fire in the sky
We didn’t have much time
Smoke on the water
But some stupid with a flare gun
When it all was over
Were at the best place around
Just making our music there
Smoke on the water
I know, I know we’ll never forget
It was empty cold and bare