We all came out to Montreaux 
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 
And fire in the sky 

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

Smoke on the water 
And fire in the sky