Tom Tom, you were just a kid in Japan, they had brought you over from the States
So shy, you don′t know a soul in the land, but you can't say it was a mistake
Alone in your room, in this strange place, someone took your handIt was a video compilation by a certain band, oh Lordy, that′s when it began
Watching late into the night, senses working overtime
Goodbye, little broken heart!
Went for a walk in the Ginza and you're lost, with your head spinning back into July
A bad scene in a parking lot, you had not forgotten how that kiddo made you cry
Then music store, three floors, bright fluorescent lights
And a tape by a band that you kinda knew and kinda didn't, asking you to buy it
Took three buses and a train
You tore off the cellophane
Goodbye, little broken heart!
Oh, if those guys were a girl then the way that you feel would have been the crush to end ′em all
There′s a fire and a judge, Andy's standing on a desk, there goes Colin with a chain and ball
A language you can speak, something you can take apart
Oh, it′s tight and it's cool and it′s fresh and it's new, it′s not so much angry as it's smart
It's like voltage to your wire, like the Beatles but on fire
Goodbye, little broken heart!
All of those mindless ladies with their short skirts, fire engine red
Fun to look at but, here′s what you wanted instead: you saw the future
And your fruitful musical life, electric guitars and a smart and a beautiful wife
Look, look Tommy, look at you in a month
Now you′re headed out into the sun
Cross-legged on the floor or back in the music store, you know you're not the only one
Waiting out the summer, listening to Mummer, now that everything has changed
Your own chords, your own words, your own plans, your own world
Now you know you′ll never be the same
Count the days until you fly
You no longer have to cry!
Goodbye, little broken heart!
