Lyrics:

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