Bob Dylan - When I Paint My Masterpiece Lyrics
Oh, the streets of rome are filled with rubble,Ancient footprints are everywhere.You can almost think that youre seein doubleOn 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 meWhen 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 through 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 rhapsodyWhen 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 candyHad to be held down by big police.Someday, everything is gonna be diffrentWhen I paint my masterpiece.
