the band
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 pretty little girl from Greece She promised she'd be there with me When I paint my masterpiece.  Oh, the hours we'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!  Well 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. But someday, everything is gonna be different When I paint that masterpiece.