When I Paint My Masterpiece

OH THE STREETS OF ROME ARE FILLED WITH RUBBLE AND ANCIENT FOOTPRINTS ARE EVERYWHERE YOU COULD ALMOST THINK THAT YOU'D BEEN SEEIN' DOUBLE ON A COLD DARK NIGHT, ON THE SPANISH STAIRS GOT TO HURRY ON BACK TO MY HOTEL ROOM WHERE I GOT ME A DATE WITH MONATELLI'S NIECE SHE PROMISED SHE'D BE THERE WITH ME WHEN I PAINT MY MASTERPIECE OH THE TIME I SPENT INSIDE THE COLLISEUM DODGIN' 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 WHEEL RUNNIN THROUGH THE BACK OF MY MEM'RY WHEN I RAN UP AH ILL TOP FOLLOWIN' A FLOCK OF WILD GEESE SOMEDAY EVERYTHINGS GONNA SOUND LIKE A RHAPSODY WHEN I PAINT THAT MASTERPIECE INSTRUMENTAL: SAILIN ROUND THE WORLD IN A DIRTY GHONDOLA OH TO BE BACK IN THE LAND OF (CORPA CO - LA?) WELL I LEFT ROME AND I HEADED FOR BRUSSELS ON THE 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 NEWSPAPER MEN EATIN' CANDY HAD TO BE HELD DOWN BY THE BIG POLICE SOMEDAY EVERYTHINGS GONNA BE DIFFERENT WHEN I PAINT MY MASTERPIECE _____________________ [email protected]