♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Oh the streets of Rome ♪ Are filled with rubble ♪ Ancient footprints ♪ Are everywhere ♪ You can almost think ♪ That you're seeing double On a cold dark night ♪ By the Spanish stairs ♪ Got to hurry on back ♪ To my hotel room ♪ Got to wash my clothes ♪ Scrape off all of the grease ♪ Got to lock the doors And turn my back on the world ♪ I'll stay right there ♪ Until I've paid my master's ♪ Well the hours I've spent ♪ Inside the Coliseum ♪ Dodging lions ♪ With their meat and a hungry look ♪ Those bloody kings of the jungle ♪ I could hardly stand to see them ♪ I could see them coming I could read their faces Like a bug ♪ Train wheels Riding through the back of my memory ♪ When I ran on the hilltop Following a pack of wild animals ♪ Someday ♪ Everything's going to be different ♪ When I've paid ♪ When I've paid my master's ♪ Sailing around the world ♪ Full of crimson and coral ♪ Sometimes I feel Just like my Cop is running over ♪ I left Rome And I pulled into Brussels ♪ And a plane rides over me That it made me ill ♪ Sturgy men in uniform And young girls pulling muscles ♪ Everyone was at a meeting Coming down the hill ♪ Newspaper men Eating candy ♪ Had to be held back By big police ♪ Someday ♪ Everything's going to be Beautiful ♪ When I paint my Masterpiece ♪