Roland is a whorier from the land of Lake-wind-dried bums.
He's a pond-scum crumb for hire, bribing to be done.
The deal was made in Springfield, after Roland had to pay
To set off for Washington, to join the scum who bray.

He'd licked his sidekick's rectum, a fawning Blago whore,
Who had fingers in the till--and kneed, teeth to bore.
He served as a bagman for Blago, whom he'd please
By filling up the till and help with the Congress squeeze.

Roland, the pond-scum bummer. . . .

His comrades now decry him, this loathsome ghastly pest,
The appalling Blago-bum-purge, Roland, is a jest.
You can see why they don' like him--he has sullied the bed
That these sons o' bitches sleep in. . .lobbyists give head.

Roland, the dread pest pond-scum bummer
(Slime, slime, just another sleaze and whore)
Bore-bray, knave-pest dunce
(His crimes aren’t nil--he had helped the creepy corps)
We can still see this pestilential pox within our sight,
An unmuzzled wack job, Blago's pond-scum chum,
An unmuzzled wack job, bragging, "No wrong done!"

Roland, besmirched Congressman—though a scam, they brung him in.
Now out they will toss his ass. . .casting stones. . .not without sin.
Roland came to pond-scum bums who bray cascading turds,
But the truth was something that he ain't never talked a word.

Roland, the dread pest pond-scum bummer. . . .

The infernal pond-scum bummer's still lingering in our sight.
A prevaricator, he still keeps up the fight.
A hired hand for theft-bent Rod, his pal a swinish perks-seek.
Blaggy's thirst for the worst meant Roland, pond-scum bum.
He bought him.