Hello Corporate Daddy, I have a confession: This is not my chosen profession. Hello Corporate Daddy, I must report a collision: You have collided with my morality, my sanity, my Artistic Vision. Most importantly, my Artistic Vision Lynched by economic obligation, we are trapped into jobs that suck motivation. I work this job to leave this job. I work to support the work that does not support me YET. In my world, the wage is the stage but, in this world, the wage is on centre stage, well-lit by big white daddy lights, well-lit by big white fluorescent lights on beige walls. This is a call to the big white corporate daddy -This is an Artist call as we sit here in our little computer cubby holes, you are sucking our souls through our fingertips, through our eyeballs, you are sucking our souls. This is an Artist Call. Hello Corporate Daddy! Who deemed Art as Leisure and thus, an unprofitable pleasure? We would love to live the life that we deserve and we deserve to live the life we love. You could never pay me enough to work a job that does not inspire me. You could never offend me if you just up and fired me. Of course, I’d love a warning first. I’d love to beat you at this rat race, you little rat. Frown or look me up and down and I will spit right in your face. Did I say spit? I mean, “quit” – I’m going to quit this job anyday now, You couldn’t keep me here if you tried I’ve got Art to make, I’ve got PRIDE. Hello Corporate Daddy!
Ember Swift – vocals, acoustic guitar
Lyndell Montgomery – bass, backing vocals
Cheryl Reid – drums, backing vocalsHello Corporate Daddy, I have a confession: This is not my chosen profession. Hello Corporate Daddy, I must report a collision: You have collided with my morality, my sanity, my Artistic Vision. Most importantly, my Artistic Vision Lynched by economic obligation, we are trapped into jobs that suck motivation. I work this job to leave this job. I work to support the work that does not support me YET. In my world, the wage is the stage but, in this world, the wage is on centre stage, well-lit by big white daddy lights, well-lit by big white fluorescent lights on beige walls. This is a call to the big white corporate daddy -This is an Artist call as we sit here in our little computer cubby holes, you are sucking our souls through our fingertips, through our eyeballs, you are sucking our souls. This is an Artist Call. Hello Corporate Daddy! Who deemed Art as Leisure and thus, an unprofitable pleasure? We would love to live the life that we deserve and we deserve to live the life we love. You could never pay me enough to work a job that does not inspire me. You could never offend me if you just up and fired me. Of course, I’d love a warning first. I’d love to beat you at this rat race, you little rat. Frown or look me up and down and I will spit right in your face. Did I say spit? I mean, “quit” – I’m going to quit this job anyday now, You couldn’t keep me here if you tried I’ve got Art to make, I’ve got PRIDE. Hello Corporate Daddy!
Ember Swift – vocals, acoustic guitar
Lyndell Montgomery – bass, backing vocals
Cheryl Reid – drums, backing vocals

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