Difficult for Weirdos

Track Info

  • Title
    Difficult for Weirdos
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Original Release

Cover Art for Reality Killed the Video Star
Studio Album

About

Difficult for Weirdos appears on Reality Killed The Video Star and was not released as a single. It closes the main sequence of the album before the reprise of Morning Sun, standing out for its satirical tone and sharp production. The song marked one of the few moments on the record where Williams revisited the electronic experimentation of his earlier work while retaining Trevor Horn’s orchestral polish.

The track was written by Robbie Williams with Kelvin Andrews, Danny Spencer, Richard Scott and Scott Ralph, and produced by Trevor Horn. Recorded at Sarm Studios in London, it combines programmed drums, layered synths and prominent string flourishes. The production merges 1980s-inspired electronic textures with Horn’s characteristic precision, giving the track a rhythmic and theatrical edge.

Lyrically, Difficult for Weirdos examines alienation, social pressure and conformity with humour and irony. The title phrase reflects the song’s theme of feeling out of step with societal expectations. Williams’s delivery alternates between spoken and sung lines, a technique that underlines the lyric’s dry wit and distance from the self-lacerating tone found elsewhere on the album.

“That one’s tongue-in-cheek. It’s me looking at the world and saying, if you don’t quite fit in, things can get pretty strange.”Robbie Williams

Though not widely promoted, Difficult for Weirdos was noted by reviewers for its clever lyrics and contrasting mood. It provides an offbeat close to the album’s narrative arc, balancing the emotional weight of earlier tracks with humour and a renewed sense of perspective, before the quiet reflection of the Morning Sun reprise.

Lyrics

We're the futurists in the bistro
Where the music is for weirdos
We like it different, we like it strange
In our own way, we haven't changed
I got my eyes made up at the bus stop
By my girlfriend, and you know what
She likes me different, she likes me strange
In her own way, she's just the same

Psycho evolution
Your pollution makes it difficult for weirdos
Just another humanoid reaction to the voices in this town

Every Saturday at the plaza
Guess the gender, unless you'd rather
He is a lesbian, but that's okay
She is the center of attention for another day
In the universe, we are magenta
You can join us if you enter
Because you're different and you are strange
In your own way you're just the same

Psycho evolution
Your pollution makes it difficult for weirdos
Just another humanoid reaction to the voices in this town

Time isn't lost where devotion is
I never wasted a life
Space is the place where the social is
Far from the safe and the norm

In the off-stream they call it cabaret
But they'll say that, won't they
I want it different, I like it strange
In my own way I haven't changed
It's insulting to be mislead
By the hairdo of the godhead
They show irreverence, but that's OK
We are the center of the universe anyway

Psycho evolution
Your pollution makes it difficult for weirdos
Just another humanoid reaction to the voices in this town
Psycho evolution
Your pollution makes it difficult for weirdos
Just another humanoid reaction to the voices in this town

Credits

  • Vocalist

    Robbie Williams
  • Songwriter

    Robbie Williams, Kelvin Andrews, Danny Spencer
  • Band

    Anne Dudley (Keyboard, Piano)
    Ash Soan (Drums)
    Jamie Muhoberac (Keyboard)
    Luis Jardim (Percussion)
    Phil Palmer (Guitar)
    Sarm Crowd (Cheering)
    Tracy Ackerman (Backing Vocals)

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