Deep Purple
Smoke On The Water
All came out to Montreaux
On the lake Geneva shore line
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
Burn the place to the ground
Smoke on the water
Fire in the sky
They burnig the gambling house
It died with a awfull sound
Funny Clarck was running in and out
He was pulling kids out the ground
When it all was over
We have to find another place
But swiss time was running out
It seemed that we would lose the race
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
Few red lights and a few old beds
We made the place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this
I know we´ll never forget
