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 seein' double On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs Got to hurry on back to my hotel room Where I've got me a date with Botticelli's niece She promised that she'd be right there with me When I paint my masterpiece Oh, the hours I've 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 As the daylight hours do retreat Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody When I paint my masterpiece I left Rome and landed in Brussels With a picture of a tall oak tree by my side Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin' muscles Everyone was there but nobody tried to hide Newspapermen eating candy Had to be held down by big police Someday, everything is gonna be diff'rent When I paint my masterpiece --- When I Paint My Masterpiece - Grateful Dead