When I Paint My Masterpiece

All the streets of Rome are filled with rubble
Ancient footprints are everywhere
Well you could almost think that you're seeing double
On a cold dark night on the Spanish stair
Got to hurry on back to my, my hotel room
Where I got me a date with Botticelli's niece
She promised she'd be right there with me

When I paint my masterpiece

Well all the hours that I've spent inside the coliseum
Dodging lions, I'm wasting time
All them mighty kings of the jungle
I could hardly stand to see them
I see sure has been a long hard climb
Brain wheels running through the back of my memory
When I ran down a hilltop followed by a pack of wild geese
Someday everything is going to be smooth like a rhapsody

When I paint my masterpiece

I left Rome and landed in Brussels
A plane ride so bumpy I almost cried
A clergyman in uniform, young girls pulling muscle
Everyone was there but when I stepped inside
Newspapermen eating candy
I had to be held down by big police
Well someday everything is going to be different

When I paint my masterpiece