Jealous Dog

Once I turned the TV on
I saw the green grass on the lawn
I dont know why it struck me off
That life was perfect as a catalog
I guess im just a jealous dog
I walked into a house of prayer
I diddnt 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
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
Never be a jealous dog