Running Out of Paper

[Verse] In a small town where the cornfields sway, Brissy boy and me, dreamin' of the USA, We work hard, sweat pourin' down, But these days everything's turning upside down. [Verse 2] Got a cough and a cold, feelin' so darn tired, Brissy boy's got a plan, but it's backfired, Tried to stock up, but the shelves are bare, Now we're stuck at home, livin' in despair. [Chorus] We're runnin' out of paper, Lord knows why, Can't wipe these worries, no matter how we try, From Brissy to the USA, we're all the same, Just runnin' out of paper, tryin' to stay sane. [Verse 3] Livin' on the outskirts, dust and dirt, Mama said life's simple, but right now it hurts, Lined up at the store, hope in our eyes, Empty rolls and empty shelves, oh what a surprise. [Verse 4] Brissy boy's laughin', says we'll make do, Newspaper, old rags, whatever gets us through, But deep down we’re both aware, It’s more than paper, it’s the weight we bear. [Chorus] We’re runnin’ out of paper, Lord knows why, Can’t wipe these worries, no matter how we try, From Brissy to the USA, we’re all the same, Just runnin’ out of paper, tryin’ to stay sane.