Lyrics:

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 Steps
Got to hurry on back to my hotel room
Where I've got me a date with a pretty young boy from Greece
You promised you'd be there with me
When I paint my masterpiece

Oh, the hours we'd spent inside the Colosseum
Dodging lions and wastin' time
All those mighty kings of the jungle, I can hardly stand to see 'em
Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb
Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory
Where I ran to the hilltop following a pack of wild geese
Someday everything's gonna sound 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's gonna be different
When I paint my masterpiece
Yeah, someday everything's gonna be different
When I paint my masterpiece