One more rainy day On one more rainy day Once again my mind is gray This is what a rainy day can do Changes, visible changes Sky looking so forlorn It looks like the world's been born Trying to see the sunlight My heart's crying out loud

Smoke on the water, fire in the sky Smoke on the water 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

Midnight in Montgomery, 'Cause it's midnight in Montgomery, Just hear that whip-poor-will See the stars light up the purple sky, Feel that lonesome chill, 'Cause when the wind is right, You'll hear his song, Smell whisky in the air, He's always singin'

Smoke on the water, fire in the sky Smoke on the water 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

Smoke on the water, fire in the sky Smoke on the water 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

And now the purple dusk of twilight time Steals across the meadows of my heart High up in the sky the little stars climb Always reminding me that we're apart You wander down the lane and far away Leaving me a song that will not die Love is now the

The sky is red, I don't understand People are sayin' the woman is damned She makes you burn with a wave of her hand Warning came, no one cared When it came no one was spared Still I hear "Burn!" You know we had no time We could not even try You know we

Grey sky where I should see you Ask why, why it should be so I'll cry, say that I don't know April is a cruel time Even though the sun may shine And world looks in the shade as it slowly comes away Still falls the April rain And the valley's filled with

And now the purple dusk of twilight time Steals across the meadows of my heart High up in the sky the little stars climb Always reminding me that we're apart You wander down the lane and far away Leaving me a song that will not die Love is now the

Smoke on the water, fire in the sky Smoke on the water 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