Twisted-Strings

1. Strophe:


All come 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 gun burned the place to the ground.

Refrain:


Smoke on the water, fire in the sky.

Smoke on the water,

2. Strophe:

They burned the gambling house, it died ... Weiter lesen »

Ruby Room

Fourteenth street, booze and swallow
I'm gonna drown my sorrow.
Dirty floors and sticky tables.
For the willing and the able.

All the zombies on a hot Friday night.
Going down to the Ruby Room.
I'm gonna meet my doom.
By the name of Rosie May.
She's the night pick of the day, yeah.

Lucky Strike and I will travel.
WooHoo
As a Pabst Blue Ribbon unravels.
WooHoo
Gonna drink my hard earned pay.
WooHoo
'Cause it ... Weiter lesen »

Mother
Tell your children not to walk my way
Tell your children not to hear my words
What they mean
What they say
Mother

Mother
Can you keep them in the dark for life
Can you hide them from the waiting world
Oh mother

Father
Gonna take you daughter out tonight
Gonna show her my world
Oh father

Not about to see your light
But if you wanna find hell with me
I can show you what its like
Till your bleeding

Not ... Weiter lesen »