That thing You gave away You're never gonna get it back That thing You pushed away It's rolling on down the tracks You've got to pick yourself up Before it's too late Before it's too late What you need Is not the heart What you need Is not the heart What you need... It's in the gut Want to wallow in your solitude Eat take out Chinese food, get swallowed in the tube? Takes a village to get outta this hole Takes somebody to heal your soul To celebrate you Help you pick the pieces up Put them back there in your hands In your own hands What you need Is not the heart What you need Is not the heart What you need... It's in the gut (Chanting) Ah-hay