Face a new kind of war
All objects rebel against humans
They are tired of being mistreated
And they hate humans primitive perception

Their leader is a giant hoover
Who studied the art of war
Thou this conflict was favoured
By the alien department of justice

The intergalactic law clearly states
That objects are born free and equal
They want to wear humans down
Cause they know only them are essential

The mirrors will insult humans
The ceilings will fall on them
Until they decide to sign a peace treaty
Allowing a short time of calm in this barbaric world