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| We all came down to Montreux |
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| on the Lake Ge | neva | shoreline |
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| To make records with the mobile |
| F | G | |
| We didn't | have much | time |
| G | |
| Frank Zappa and the mothers |
| F | G | |
| were at the best | place a | round |
| G | |
| But some stupid with a flare-gun |
| F | G | |
| burned the place | to the | ground |
| C | Ab | |
| Smoke on the | water |
| G | |
| a fire in the sky |
| C | Ab | |
| Smoke on the | water |
| 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 |
| We ended up at the Grand Hotel |
| it was empty cold and bare |
| But with the rolling truck stones thing outside |
| 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 well never forget |
| Smoke on the water |
| a fire in the sky |
| Smoke on the water |