There's a legend that's sung in Rhode Island
Told to children with faces a glee
About a hero, an absolute madman
Who bunged the shit out of that company

No more Lotus or Power Nine bullshit
Those pedophiles knew it was nigh
That man got on a plane in Toronto
Got an AK or 4 and prepared to say hi

Adam Warski, axe wielding maniac
Hasbro you fuckers we pray for your soul
Adam Warski, getting away with it
Touch that boy's hole and you'll pay Adam's toll

He enlisted the help of some dear friends
The time traveling demon Sam Hyde
And they vowed to eradicate Hasbro
They crashed the plane, kicked the door, went inside
There was blood on the ceiling, screams echoed for miles
As Adam lay waste to his claim
And they rescued the boys and the girls who were slaves
And every last one of them chanted his name

Adam Warski, Hitler on steroids
Enacting upon Magic his genocide
Adam Warski, hero of Canada
We laughed and we laughed at how many had died
Adam Warski, doing it for free
He'll never stop on his valiant quest
Adam Warski, might be a pseudonym
Touch that girl's chest and he'll strap on a suicide vest
Oh yes

Adam Warski, murderous psychopath
Cash all your cheques cause he's coming for Hollywood next