Songtext Conversation with a dog Sting

Conversation with a dog

I asked my dog what he thought the best in man
He said, The love you dispense to me twice daily from a can.
I said, Why do you think my question funny?
And where would you be without my money?
I said, There may be some quality in us you must treasure.
It's despair, he said, of which your money is the measure.

Walk like a dog
Like anybody can

I said, What about our politics, philosophy, our history?
He said, If there is something admirable in these it is a mystery.
But there must be something in our system tell me at your leisure.
It's despair, he said, of which your borders are the measure.

Walk like a dog
Talk like a man
Walk like a dog
Like anybody can

I said, What about technology, computers, nuclear fission?
I'm terrified of radiation, hate the television.
I said, There must be something in our scientific treasure.
It's despair, he said, of which your weapons are the measure.

Feed me, you can beat me. I will love you till I die.
But don't ask for admiration and don't ever ask me why.
I said, Why wait till now to demonstrate displeasure?
It's despair, he said, of which my silence was the measure.

Walk like a dog
Talk like a man
Walk like a dog
Like anybody can