Deep Purple

Smoke on the water

We all came down to Montreux

on the Lake Geneva shoreline

To make records with the 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

a fire in the sky

Smoke on the water

They burned down the gambling house

it died with an awful sound

A 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 out

it seemed that we would lose the race

Smoke on the water

a fire in the sky

Smoke on the water

We ended up at the Grand Hotel

it was empty cold and bare

But with the rolling truck stones thing 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 well never forget

Smoke on the water

a fire in the sky

Smoke on the water

Child in time

Sweet Child in time

You'll see the line

The line that's drawn between

The good and the bad

See the blind man

Shooting at the world

Bullets flying

Taking toll

If you've been bad,

Lord I bet you have

And you've not been hit

By flying lead

You'd better close your eyes

And bow your head

Wait for the ricochet

Highway Star

Nobody gonna take my car

I'm gonna race it to the ground

Nobody gonna beat my car

It's gonna break the speed of sound

Oh, it's a killing machine it's got everything

Like a driving power big fat tyres and everything

I love it and I need it I bleed it

Yeah it's a wild hurricane

Alright hold tight I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my girl

I'm gonna keep her to the end

Nobody gonna have my girl

She stays close on every bend

Ooh she's a killing machine she's got everything

Like a moving mouth body control and everything

I Love her I need her I seed her

Yeah she turns me on

Alright hold tight I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my head

I got speed inside my brain

Nobody gonna steal my head

Now that I'm on the road again

Ooh I'm in heaven again I've got everything

Like a moving ground an open road and everything

I love it I need it I seed it

Eight cylinders all mine

Alright hold tight I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my car

I'm gonna race it to the ground

Nobody gonna beat my car

It's gonna break the speed of sound

Oooh it's a killing machine

It's got everything like a driving power

Big fat tyres and everything

I love it and I need it

I bleed it

Yeah it's a wild hurricane

Alright hold tight I'm a highway star

I'm a highway star I'm a highway star