Knutsford City Limits

Track Info

  • Title
    Knutsford City Limits
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Original Release

Cover Art for Sing When You're Winning
Studio Album

About

Written by Robbie Williams, Guy Chambers and Kelvin Andrews, Knutsford City Limits offers one of the album’s sharpest fusions of humour and self-awareness. Named after the Cheshire town near Manchester, the song plays on Williams’ Midlands–Northern roots, using the fictional setting as a metaphor for class tension, celebrity and self-image. It was performed on UK television but not released as a single.

Musically, the track leans towards glam rock, with buzzing guitars and handclaps underscoring its swagger. Williams revels in irony, declaring “London’s got gimmicks, New York’s had its minute, but Knutsford City Limits” as both defiance and self-mockery. The lyric “You said I was northern scum, I was wounded baby, that’s fighting talk where I’m from” reflects the chip-on-the-shoulder wit that long defined his stage persona.

In every working-class northern boy, there’s a posh person dying to get out.Robbie Williams

The song also contains a subtle commentary on fame. “One transmission on the television saying I can’t do my job, well I just kept dancing” captures Williams’ determination to outlast critics and reclaim confidence through performance. Its brash rhythm and spoken asides evoke the theatrical energy of early glam-pop and reveal a musician unafraid to parody himself.

While Knutsford City Limits is light-hearted on the surface, its lyrics hint at deeper frustration with media scrutiny and social class perceptions. It remains one of Williams’ most character-driven tracks, a knowing portrait of a northern pop star caught between aspiration and identity.

Lyrics

You said I was northern scum
I was wounded baby
That's fighting talk where I'm from
And I'm not moving baby
Spent my life dancing with shadows in strobe lights
It's alright, everything mellows in sunlight

And now London's got its gimmicks
And New York's had its minute
But Knutsford City limits
I'll never change

I've been running nearly all my life
It left me broken baby
When the meter ran out on life
I used my tokens lady
Spent my life dancing with shadows in strobe lights
Now it's alright, everything mellows in sunlight

And now London's got its gimmicks
And New York's had its minute
But Knutsford City limits
I'll never change

London's got its gimmicks
And New York's had its minute
But Knutsford City limits
Will never change

I've been running nearly all my life
It left me broken baby
When the meter ran out on life
I used my tokens lady

You said I was Northern scum
I was wounded baby
That's fighting talk where I'm from
And I'm not moving baby

London's got its gimmicks
And New York's had its minute
But Knutsford City limits
I'll never change

Saw one transmission
On the television
Saying I can't do my job
Well I just kept dancing
Don't hate me 'cause I'm handsome
And the beat will never stop

Saw one transmission
On the television
Saying I can't do my job
Well I just keep dancing
Don't hate me 'cause I'm handsome
And the beat will never stop

Saw one transmission
On the television
Saying I can't do my job
Well I just keep dancing
Don't hate me 'cause I'm handsome
And the beat will never stop

Saw one transmission
On the television
Saying I can't do my job
Well I just keep dancing
Don't hate me 'cause I'm handsome
And the beat will never

Credits

  • Vocalist

    Robbie Williams
  • Songwriter

    Robbie Williams, Guy Chambers, Kelvin Andrews
  • Band

    Andy Duncan (Guitar)
    Claire Worrall (Backing Vocals)
    Guy Chambers (Guitar, Keyboard, Moog)
    Neil Taylor (Guitar)
    Paul Tubbs Williams (Backing Vocals)
    Pauline Taylor (Backing Vocals)
    Pete Davies (Drum Programming, Keyboard)
    Richard Flack (Drum Programming, Pro-Tools)
    Winston Blissett (Bass Guitar)

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