Once I turned the TV on   I saw the green grass on the lawn   I don't know why it struck me odd   That life was perfect as a catalog   Ah, I guess I'm just a jealous dog      I walked in to a house of prayer   I didn't feel so welcome there   I was lookin' for the hand of God   When it struck me hard   I was hit by a fraud      Oh, the mean mean mouth of a jealous dog   Oh, the mean mean mouth of a jealous dog      I had a friend with a handsome trait   When he's done with his dinner he'd 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   Never be a jealous dog