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The Weather Station - Robber (Official Video)

#TheWeatherStation #Robber 'Ignorance' Tour on sale now: theweatherstation.net/tour "Robber" by The Weather Station from the album, "Ignorance" on Fat Possum Records, out now Listen to Robber: Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/2qx7Ow... Apple: https://TheWeatherStation.lnk.to/Robb... Order Robber b/w Better Now 7" here: https://TheWeatherStation.lnk.to/Robb...   / theweatherstation     / theweatherstn   Directed by Tamara Lindeman Produced and Shot by Jared Raab 1st A.C. - Ryan McIntyre Camera Assistant - Colin Medley Production Manager - Ben Whiteley Production Support by Zapruder Films Edited by Colin Medley Colour Correction - Conor Fisher at Alter Ego Catering by Joan Hope Featuring: Erin Poole - The Dancer Terry Jansen - The Newsman Akshay Amin - The Courier James Robertson - The Cameraman Johnny Spence - The Man Adrian Tam - Watcher / Panhandler Ada Dahli - Watcher Sukh Gill - Watcher Masha Gruntovskaya - Watcher Kseniya Miller-Gruntovskaya - Watcher Caitlin Wolfe O'Brien - Watcher Ben Whiteley - Distant Runner Lyrics: I never believed in the robber I never saw nobody climb over my fence no black bag, no gloved hand I never believed in the robber I figured everything he took was gone nothing to do, nothing to be done I never believed in the robber no I never believed in the robber You never believed in the robber You thought; a robber must hate you to wanna take from you The robber don’t hate you You never believed in the robber but the robber never believed in you He never saw you, he only saw what he would be allowed to do no, the robber don’t hate you The robber don’t hate you He had permission, permission by words permission of thanks, permission of laws, permission of banks white table cloth dinners, convention centres, it was all done real carefully Make real imagination, make unreal that which can be taken turn your gaze from the window’s light turn your attention to this sharp knife I never believed in the robber When I was young, I learned how to make love to the robber to dance with the other to wring from his hand the touch of a lover I never believed in the robber Nobody taught me nothing was mine if nothing was mine, taking was all there was looting at dawn looting at dusk Hold open the gates for the want of lust All I saw was the dust, kicked up