I'm a mailman and I hate my job Not half as much as I hate the dogs The ones that shit throughout my route Yes, they're the ones I can do without There you have it. that's my pet peeve Yes, something that really bothers me But, not quite as much as working for less Than fourteen dollars an hour At night I dream of better days Back to when there was no S.P.C.A. For they're the one who'll put me jail If I choose to make your doggy into "doggy chow" Ridding the world of dogs would be nice Not quite as fun as going on strike And I know that this may not sound important to you But it's your angry mailman's point of view