Lyrics:

Petrov, Yelyena, and me. Lost, but happy, at sea
Petrov and Yelyena said to me 'Shouldn't we have something to eat?'

Well, I say 'There are plenty of fish in the sea'
But all they can see... is me

They say, 'Any last requests?' Biding my time, I say 'Yes
I want to party, just we three. Lost, but happy at sea.'

So we drank all night from the keg
I passed out, then awoke with one leg
I said, 'Petrov, have you seen my leg?'
He said 'No' and he went back to bed
But he looked suspiciously well fed

Three days later they were hungry again
They said, 'Any last requests, my friend, again?'
So I said, 'Do you know any Rolling Stones?

It was a hilarious hilarious moment in a very bleak bleak time of my life

So we danced all night to the Rolling Stones
When I awoke they were chewing on bones
Yelyena was supping blood from a cup
That's when I knew that something was up

'Hey Petrov?, What is that you're eating?'
'It's...fish'
'How come it looks so much like my arm?
Which has been hacked at the elbow last night.'
'Oh, it's an arm fish.'

Later that night, while they were asleep
I swallowed some arsenic to poison my meat
I was very ill, but revenge is so sweet
Unlike the last meal my comrades would eat

When I awoke, they were already dead
All that was left of me was my head
No, not dead, just a head
Lost, but so lonely, at sea