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

Hear that angel Catch my angel I'd rather save an angel down I'm a believer, it's a trial Foolish and weaker, oh, oh, oh Where are our leaders? Shots were fired on the street By the church where we used to meet

Get fired up We're going interstellar Lit, like a supernova Blow it up, go Clap your hands to these bars Let the journey begin Outta this world What you are (who) Lil Jon (yeah)

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

(We are not listening, we are on the streets) And in the half light They only echo You told us that We were too young Now that night's closing in Lock us up safe And hide the key

Shine on you crazy diamond Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom Blown on the steel breeze Come on you target for

You touch me like a razor blade I wish there was some other way right now, oh oh And like a house on fire we're up in flames I'd burn here if that's what it takes To let you know I won't let go of you, oh oh So I'll just hold you like a hand grenade Of

Now the kids are growing up so fast We don't know what it's for but You know it's never going to last These are different times that we're living in We'll be soldiers for you, mommy and daddy We're soldiers now in the culture war We're soldiers now, but

But in my mind were somewhere in my car And it's raining hard on the streetlight glow You got your lips on mine, its gasoline on fire I never will forget, you grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head And your fingertips slide up and down my back

'Cause it's all that I want And I want to be free I got Satan riding next to me 'Cause we're all bloody freaks And we'll give you the creeps Chasing fireflies and zeroes Concrete dream (hey) I'm gonna make a scene, radio Caught burning gasoline, sleeping