Uprising

You think you can cast us aside,

You think we, you can ignore?

Cast us down into the toy box,

Or scatter across the floor?

You think we are your playthings,

At a moment to be shunned?

You think we're at your beck and call,

Just here to serve your fun?

Well, you're wrong, you "Toy Commander,"

We toys, we have a life.

And you Guthy, once our friend,

It's time you share our strife.

You think you're lord and master,

But on ice you're treading thin.

Now you'll see it's not a game,

So let rebellion begin.