jealous dog

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, 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