Smoke On The Water

We all came out to Montreux
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On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a mobile
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          We didn‘t have much time
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
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Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
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Burned the place to the ground

 They burned down the gambling house
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It died with an awful sound
Funky & Claude was running in and out
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         Pulling kids out the ground
When it all was over
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   We had to find another place
But Swiss time was running out
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   It seemed that we would lose the race

We ended up at the Grand Hotel
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   It was empty cold and bare
But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside
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           we made our music there
With a few red lights and a few old beds
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      We made a place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this
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  I know, I know we‘ll never forget