Jealous Dog - K.D. Lang

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