Once I turned the TV on I saw the green grass on the lawn I don’t know why it struck me off That life was perfect as a catalog I guess I’m just a jealous dog
I walked into a house of prayer I didn’t feel so welcome there I was looking for the hand of god When it struk me hard I was hit by a frog
Oh the mean mean mouth of a jealous dog [2x]
I had a friend with a handsome trait When hes done with his dinner hed lick his plate
It’s a way of living that I applaud Like the message in this monologue To never be a jealous dog