Don't waste your time lookin' at a sorry sight like me, a quivering pile of mush that's me.
All my years of service and devotion to the king, I'm a quivering, snivelling, non-existent thing.
I know I failed, I know my ship has sailed. Stripped of my rank, I know my ship has sank.
And I haven't got a friend in the world. (cries)

I'm a quiverin' snivellin', blubberin' nameless non-existent mass of nothin',
Worthless soggy pile of mush. (whimpers)

And I haven't got a friend in the world.
No, I haven't got a friend in the world. (sobs)