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Robber Lyrics

Song Robber
Artist The Weather Station
Album Robber
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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Tamara Lindeman
[00:02.91] Mastered by Joao Carvalho
[00:06.34] Recorded in Spring 2019 at Canterbury Studios, Toronto, ON, Canada
[00:08.98] Musicians:
[00:11.38] Kieran Adams - Drums, Percussion
[00:14.77] Tamara Lindeman - Vocals, Piano, Guitar
[00:15.75] Philippe Melanson - Percussion
[00:17.43] Marcus Paquin - Percussion
[00:18.69] Johnny Spence - Organ, Moog
[00:19.82] Brodie West - Saxophone
[00:20.83] Ben Whiteley - Bass, Guitar
[00:23.69] String Arrangement by Tamara Lindeman
[00:55.89] I never believed in the robber.
[01:00.64] I never saw nobody climb over my fence, no black bag, no gloved hand.
[01:11.75] I never believed in the robber.
[01:16.72] I figured everything he took was gone, nothing to do, nothing to be done.
[01:27.81] I never believed in the robber, no, I never believed in the robber.
[02:00.04] You never believed in the robber.
[02:04.66] You thought a robber must hate you to wanna take from you.
[02:09.37] The robber don't hate you, you never believed in the robber but the robber never believed in you.
[02:18.97] He never saw you, you were two halves of the same piece divided into two.
[02:26.18] No, the robber don't hate you, the robber don't hate you.
[02:35.10] He had permission - permission by words, permission of thanks, permission of laws,
[02:43.27] permission of banks, white table cloth dinners, convention centres, it was all done real carefully.
[02:51.31] Make real imagination, make unreal that which can be taken.
[02:57.80] Turn your gaze from the window's light, turn your attention to this sharp knife.
[03:36.94] I never believed in the robber.
[03:41.43] When I was young, I learned how to make love to the robber, to dance with the other,
[03:48.99] to wring from his hand the touch of a lover.
[03:51.95] I never believed in the robber.
[03:58.09] Nobody taught me nothing was mine - if nothing was mine, taking was all there was,
[04:06.67] looting at dawn looting at dusk.
[04:10.09] Hold open the gates for the want of lust.
[04:16.96] All I saw was the dust, kicked up.
[00:00.00] zuo qu : Tamara Lindeman
[00:02.91] Mastered by Joao Carvalho
[00:06.34] Recorded in Spring 2019 at Canterbury Studios, Toronto, ON, Canada
[00:08.98] Musicians:
[00:11.38] Kieran Adams - Drums, Percussion
[00:14.77] Tamara Lindeman - Vocals, Piano, Guitar
[00:15.75] Philippe Melanson - Percussion
[00:17.43] Marcus Paquin - Percussion
[00:18.69] Johnny Spence - Organ, Moog
[00:19.82] Brodie West - Saxophone
[00:20.83] Ben Whiteley - Bass, Guitar
[00:23.69] String Arrangement by Tamara Lindeman
[00:55.89] I never believed in the robber.
[01:00.64] I never saw nobody climb over my fence, no black bag, no gloved hand.
[01:11.75] I never believed in the robber.
[01:16.72] I figured everything he took was gone, nothing to do, nothing to be done.
[01:27.81] I never believed in the robber, no, I never believed in the robber.
[02:00.04] You never believed in the robber.
[02:04.66] You thought a robber must hate you to wanna take from you.
[02:09.37] The robber don' t hate you, you never believed in the robber but the robber never believed in you.
[02:18.97] He never saw you, you were two halves of the same piece divided into two.
[02:26.18] No, the robber don' t hate you, the robber don' t hate you.
[02:35.10] He had permission - permission by words, permission of thanks, permission of laws,
[02:43.27] permission of banks, white table cloth dinners, convention centres, it was all done real carefully.
[02:51.31] Make real imagination, make unreal that which can be taken.
[02:57.80] Turn your gaze from the window' s light, turn your attention to this sharp knife.
[03:36.94] I never believed in the robber.
[03:41.43] When I was young, I learned how to make love to the robber, to dance with the other,
[03:48.99] to wring from his hand the touch of a lover.
[03:51.95] I never believed in the robber.
[03:58.09] Nobody taught me nothing was mine - if nothing was mine, taking was all there was,
[04:06.67] looting at dawn looting at dusk.
[04:10.09] Hold open the gates for the want of lust.
[04:16.96] All I saw was the dust, kicked up.
[00:00.00] zuò qǔ : Tamara Lindeman
[00:02.91] Mastered by Joao Carvalho
[00:06.34] Recorded in Spring 2019 at Canterbury Studios, Toronto, ON, Canada
[00:08.98] Musicians:
[00:11.38] Kieran Adams - Drums, Percussion
[00:14.77] Tamara Lindeman - Vocals, Piano, Guitar
[00:15.75] Philippe Melanson - Percussion
[00:17.43] Marcus Paquin - Percussion
[00:18.69] Johnny Spence - Organ, Moog
[00:19.82] Brodie West - Saxophone
[00:20.83] Ben Whiteley - Bass, Guitar
[00:23.69] String Arrangement by Tamara Lindeman
[00:55.89] I never believed in the robber.
[01:00.64] I never saw nobody climb over my fence, no black bag, no gloved hand.
[01:11.75] I never believed in the robber.
[01:16.72] I figured everything he took was gone, nothing to do, nothing to be done.
[01:27.81] I never believed in the robber, no, I never believed in the robber.
[02:00.04] You never believed in the robber.
[02:04.66] You thought a robber must hate you to wanna take from you.
[02:09.37] The robber don' t hate you, you never believed in the robber but the robber never believed in you.
[02:18.97] He never saw you, you were two halves of the same piece divided into two.
[02:26.18] No, the robber don' t hate you, the robber don' t hate you.
[02:35.10] He had permission - permission by words, permission of thanks, permission of laws,
[02:43.27] permission of banks, white table cloth dinners, convention centres, it was all done real carefully.
[02:51.31] Make real imagination, make unreal that which can be taken.
[02:57.80] Turn your gaze from the window' s light, turn your attention to this sharp knife.
[03:36.94] I never believed in the robber.
[03:41.43] When I was young, I learned how to make love to the robber, to dance with the other,
[03:48.99] to wring from his hand the touch of a lover.
[03:51.95] I never believed in the robber.
[03:58.09] Nobody taught me nothing was mine - if nothing was mine, taking was all there was,
[04:06.67] looting at dawn looting at dusk.
[04:10.09] Hold open the gates for the want of lust.
[04:16.96] All I saw was the dust, kicked up.
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