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