AUSTRALIA SQUARE - Bernard Bolan

no audio or video, it's on 'The Quirky Works of Bernard Bolan' (2002, Australian Broadcasting Commission) if anyone has it!

Every day I wend my way to the middle of Sydney town
To earn my screw and do my due for a company of renown
I do my chore on the 40th floor of a building round and tall
Up in the sky where the rents are high and we all do sweet damn all

Chorus:  
Flash goes the light and ring goes the bell and up in the air we go
Sailing in The Summit lift to the land of ice and snow
Up past the names that we've never heard of the people we don't know
I earn my bread with Sydney spread 600 feet below

On the ground floor near the big lift door the crowds all huddle round
In our castle in the air there's all creeds there, there's yellow, white and brown
The doors gape wide, we trudge inside and terror fills the air
Three, two, one, all hope is gone, tell mother I still care

Chrysler, Wimpy, Esso and Clyde and Ord BT and Co
The names go past so devilish fast, we must be near the snow
At thirty three, which is Hitachi, seventeen Japanese go
And that silly little bugger from Colonial Sugar is standing on my toe

It's strange the way that every day as we trace our heavenly track
The ones that want to get out first are always at the back
So push the button, mind the door, stiffen up your knee
Sorry miss, I meant to press number forty three