[Deep Purple Cover]      We all came out to Montreux   On the 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   But some stupid with a flare gun   Burned the place to the ground   Smoke on the water, fire in the sky      They burned down the gambling house   It died with an awful sound   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, fire in the sky      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 and a few old beds   We made a place to sweat   No matter what we get out of this   I know we'll never forget   Smoke on the water, fire in the sky