Tounge of bat, eye of newt, 
tiny dash of maple soot
Should i add a gecko tail?
No, this ain't no fairy tale!
Student under Master Warwick,
till his new form couldn't cut it.
Not to brag, but i'm a sovereign
self-made man of crafting toxins
Head chemist in all of Noxus, 
and there is nothing that stops us
using any source or notion
to make Insanity Potions.
Standing now at Fields of Justice,
full of potions,
numbness, toughness.
Some would say I've gone unhinged,
the brainsick chemist knowh as
Singed!

Mix,mix, will it mix?
Take a drink and get my fix.
Fill their lungs 'til they deep six,
and through it all get my kicks. [bad word] on now, get a taste.
Make haste, there's no time to waste.
Through it all, I dare you, chase,
and we'll just see who wins that race.

Some would say that I'm addicted,
but they don't know I'm afflicted.
Body's dead from head to toe,
just one more thing to you to know.
My nerves are dead, I feel no pain,
got [bad word] through my venes.
The stuff that made me dead inside
is also what keeps me alive.
Despite the troubling lack of life,
I have no problem spreading strife
give my green bottle a big shake,
let's see what chemicals it makes.
Using my fling or my adhesive 
helps my team to be cohesive.
After all, they cannot fight if we plummel
their face in,
Right?!

Mix,mix, will it mix?
Take a drink and get my fix.
Fill their lungs 'til they deep six,
and through it all get my kicks. [bad word] on now, get a taste.
Make haste, there's no time to waste.
Through it all, I dare you, chase,
and we'll just see who wins that race.

Mix,mix, will it mix?
Take a drink and get my fix.
Fill their lungs 'til they deep six,
and through it all get my kicks. [bad word] on now, get a taste.
Make haste, there's no time to waste.
Through it all, I dare you, chase,
and we'll just see who wins that race.