We all came down to Montreux On a late Geneva showdown To make records with the mobile Oh, we didn't have much time Frank Zappa and the models Moved right through Best Place Around But some stupid with a flare gun Burned the place to the ground Smoke of a loader Fire in the sky Smoke of a loader Burned down the gamblin' house You died with an awful sound And Rocket Cloud was runnin' in and out Pullin' kids off the ground When it all was over We had to find another place The Swiss time was runnin' out It seemed that we would lose the race Smoke of a loader Fire in the sky Smoke of a loader We ended up in the Grand Hotel It was empty, cold and bare Movin' through room and truck Don't think just outside Makin' our music there With a few red lights And a few old bands We made a place to sleep No matter what we get out of this I know, I know we'll never *** it up Smoke of a loader Fire in the sky Smoke of a loader Smoke, smoke, burnin' it down Fire in the sky Smoke, smoke, burnin' it down Fire, fire in the sky Smoke of a loader