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When I Paint My Masterpiece 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 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
Ancient footprints are everywhere
You can almost think that you're seein' double
On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs
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
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
As the daylight hours do retreat
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
When I paint my masterpiece
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
Had to be held down by big police
Someday, everything is gonna be diff'rent
When I paint my masterpiece
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Submitted by
songmeanings On Feb 06, 2012
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It's about the 30th Birthday Party. “Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble” Al has everyone in New York City focused on my garbage and he brought the rabble to my home for a demonstration against me “Ancient” “ancient footprints” archeological artifacts taken from my garbage “are everywhere” are on everyone’s mind thanks to Al. For me this sounds more like “A. J.’s footprints are everywhere” when Dylan sings it but it really doesn’t matter “You can almost think that you’re seein’ double” you can almost think that there are two of this dude, that’s how much trouble this guy has been causing me “On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs” if you are Bob Dylan the heroin-addict dying to get high but are having a hard time of it due to A. J. Weberman.