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!