Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble
Ancient footprints are everywhere
You can almost think that youre seein double
On a cold dark night on the Spanish Stairs
Got to hurry on back to my hotel room
Where Ive got me a date with Botticellis niece
She promised that shed be right there with me
When I paint my masterpiece
Oh, the hours Ive 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 thru 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 diffrent
When I paint my masterpiece