We not gonna stress Put me to the test I strike a match and make the whole place burn Automatic rapid fire Automatic make me inner danger Lethal make me lethal, I'm a weapon Walk with the angels and me down with wind Bullet-proof vest and a smith and

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

I can't stay away It's getting higher and higher With the fire we make It's getting hotter and hotter Like a moth to a flame From the fire we make Like the night to the day

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

Lawyer talks, he's so correct, he is respect He learned how to make you feel safe And kill you with a smile And the food so fast, the hair so clean The moon so far, fire so weak All those words flying in the air Cannot see the stars Images, colors, like

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

My love, she speaks like silence Without ideals or violence She doesn't have to say she's faithful Yet she's true like fire, like ice People carry roses Make promises by the hour My love she laughs like the flowers Valentines can't buy her In the dime

With weapons drawn we claim the future And then seep out through every storm Bring in the foe to be defeated To pulverize from dusk to dawn The die is cast, make no exceptions We're forged by evil to compel Come rally 'round this lack of freedom

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

(Did you follow your, follow your fire?) We had the songs that we sang along to You had the moves to make me dance with you I always saw you reaching and catching stars We had the thing that everyone wanted Hung on your sleeve, you wore your heart on it