Lyric When I Paint My Masterpiece

Oh, the streets of rome are filled with rubble,
Ancient footprints are everywhere.
You can almost think that you re seein double
On a cold, dark night on the spanish stairs.
Got to hurry on back to my hotel room,
Where i ve got me a date with botticelli s niece.
She promised that she d be right there with me
When i paint my masterpiece.

Oh, the hours i ve spent inside the coliseum,
Dodging lions and wastin time.
Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle, i could hardly stand to see em,
Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb.
Train wheels runnin through the back of my memory,
When i ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese.
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
When i paint my masterpiece.

Sailin round the world in a dirty gondola.
Oh, to be back in the land of coca-cola!

I left rome and landed in brussels,
On a plane ride so bumpy that i almost cried.
Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin muscles,
Everyone was there to greet me when i stepped inside.
Newspapermen eating candy
Had to be held down by big police.
Someday, everything is gonna be diff rent
When i paint my masterpiece.