Sonny you're a young boy oh boy
Fighting' in the streets gonna' be a big man some day
You got mud on yo' face
You big disgrace
Kickin' your can all over the place
Singin'

We will, we will rock you
We will, we will rock you
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[[DEEP PURPLE]]
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 on
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
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

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