Once I turned the t.v. on
I saw the green grass on the lawn
I don't know why it struck me off
That like 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 struck me hard
I was hit by a frog

[x2]
Oh the mean mean mouth of a jealous dog

I had a friend with a handsome trait
When hes done with his dinner he'd lick his plate

Its a way of living that I applaud
Like the message in this monologue
To never be a jealous dog

[x3]
Never be a jealous dog

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): DAVID PILTCH, K. D. LANG