歌词
We all came out to Montreux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a mobile, oh
We didn't have much time
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
And fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
Burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
And funky Claude was runnin' in out
Pulling kids out the ground
When it was all 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 the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside make our music there
With a few red lights and a few old beds
We make a place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this
I know, we will never forget
Smoke on the water
And fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
