Work in a little sunshine overtime Checking on out of that nine to five Sandy streets and the windows down Hair free in the breeze getting all unwound Jump in the water go weekend wild Get wrapped up in an old beach towel Break out tequila salt and the

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

Clap your hands now Liquid spirit And fill your water tank Go ‘head and clap your hands now Un re-route the rivers Let the dammed water be There’s some people down the way that’s thirsty Watch what happens when the people catch wind Dip down and take a

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

Swing me way down south Sing me something brave from your mouth And I'll bring you Pearls of water on my hips And the love in my lips All the love from my lips You don't like the sound of the truth Coming from my mouth

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 got you on my mind, baby I got you on my mind, I got you on my mind Thinking that I'm good but you know I'm 'bout to relapse Started with phone conversations and I Flew out to see you, it's raining outside We sat by the water and talked about life Oh,

Sing me something brave from your mouth And I'll bring you pearls of water on my hips And the love in my lips, all the love from my lips You don't like the sound of the truth Coming from my mouth You say that I lack the proof Well baby that might be so

My Lucifer is lonely Hills burn in California My turn to ignore ya Don't say I didn't warn ya All the good girls go to hell 'Cause even God herself has enemies And once the water starts to rise And heaven's out of sight She'll want the devil on her team

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