Here's a song which is also from the last album, tells the story of how we recorded it and what went wrong when we did it. Happened in Switzerland, the song's thing called Smoke on the Water. Smoke on the Water Smoke on the Water We all came out to Montreux On the lake to leave the shoreline To make records with a mobile We didn't have the time To bring Sapper and the farmers At the best place around For some stupid with a flare gun Burned the place to the ground Smoke on the water A fire in the sky in the water Smoke on the water We're burning down Burnt down the gambling house Hit dad with an awful sound A fucking clone was running in and out He was pulling kids out the ground When it all was over Had to find another place Swiss time was running out It seemed that we would lose the race Oh, coming water A fire in the sky Oh, coming water Down to the ground Can you hear the fire? Can you hear the fire? guitar solo We ended up With the grand hotel In this empty, cold bed With the rollercoaster Drinking a few big taps A few red lights A few old beds We made a place to sleep No matter what We're getting out of this I know, I know We'll never forget Oh, coming water A fire in the sky Oh, coming water Everywhere Through this land She made a fire Oh, right right out It was coming down Burnt, burnt, burnt Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah She burned down Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We ended up With a bottle of wine Oh, oh, oh, oh Can't blow up That's why it's not as fine Burnt, burnt Burnt down Hey! guitar solo bass solo cheers & applause Can you turn everything up here, please? A bit more monitor if you've got it. Ah! Can you have everything louder than everything else? Right.