Lyrics:

Voodoo power in the air
Mushroom's sticky sweet flower, just sitting there
I gave some to my love and she lost all her hair
Ooh I ain't got nothing to give her now
Except a little bit of inner air
Seven sunshine women in a bed
Imagine phallic idols and blow up their heads
Black slipper crawled up through them but they just didn't care
Cos I didn't have nothing to offer them
Except a little bit of inner air
Me, I've got something to say if you really wanna get your way
Put voodoo in that dark red wine and this is what they'll say
They'll say 'We really want something for this'
And you tell 'em it's just a little bit of inner air