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 seeing double

On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs

Gotta hurry on back to my hotel room

Where I got me a date with a pretty little girl from Greece

She promised she'd be there with me

When I paint my masterpiece

Oh, the hours we'd spent inside the Coliseum

Dodging lions and wasting 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 sound like a rhapsody

When I paint my masterpiece

Sailing 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

Clergy men in uniform and young girls pulling 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's gonna be different

When I paint my masterpiece