geneva shoreline

to make records with a mobile

we didn't have much time

frank zappa and the mother

were at the best place around

some stupid with a flare gun

burned the place to the ground

smoke on the water

fire in the sky

smoke on the water

it 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

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 just outside

making our music there

with a few red lights a few old bits

we made a place to sweat

no matter what we get out of this

i know i know we'll never forget

smoke on the water

fire in the sky

smoke on the water