Inventory Songtext
von Colin Newman

I′m testing the temperature, one foot in the water
A splash makes me gnash my teeth in horror

(Like) inventory, I should be wary
My needs are slighter, I should be brighter

I'm listing some adjectives which fill me with horror
Those in bold type, like ripe, like snipe

I′m reading imaginary characters with motives
Which I should question, I should point out