I was finding life hard, with a tank in my yard,
Feared a soldier would - fracture my tibia.
Well, now I’ve resigned, that’s a weight off my mind,
Though my wife has flown off to Namibia.

I saw the sunset of my presidential term,
That ZANU Party wants
To see me squirm.

Don’t sleep in Zimbabwe, darling
Don’t try to prolong our reign.
Don’t sleep in Zimbabwe, darling
Their knives are long
Forget the crowd outside,
It’s all gone wrong!
They’re all misguided again.

Well dear Grace had a plan, to succeed her old man;
She had schemed to become my successor.
But now she’s distraught ‘cos our colleagues all thought
That I, Robert, was such an oppressor.

Now Emmerson has stepped in to my shoes,
Anyway you look at this I’m
Bound to lose.

Don’t sleep in Zimbabwe, darling
Don’t try to prolong our reign.
Don’t sleep in Zimbabwe, darling
Their knives are long
From power we are detached,
It’s all gone wrong!
Forget those plans we hatched.
Yeah, wo oh oh oh!

Don’t sleep in Zimbabwe, darling
Don’t try to prolong our reign.
Don’t sleep in Zimbabwe, darling
Their knives are long
Forget the crowd outside,
It’s all gone wrong!
They’re just misguided again.
Oh oh oh oh!

Don’t sleep in Zimbabwe, darling,
Our hopes have gone down the drain.
Don’t sleep in Zimbabwe, darling.