Doctors and Dealers

I don't believe in anything They tell me's set in stone They say that were together But I'm sat here on my own In the company of strangers This trigger happy scene Well if a heart do like a hind Then there is nothing in-between Oh no, no I don't mind Oh no, no I don't mind Cause I can call someone to bring the fight on (the doctors and the dealers) Get someone to shed some light on (miracle cure, soul stealers) Crack pot quacks with cracked up egos (prescribing old placebos) Collecting junk that we dont need, no I see them now and then Still spitting out those lies Strange it doesn't bother me I've got my own disguise And there's really not that much of me For Jesus left to save If savings only bartering My soul can be his pay Oh no, no I dont mind Oh no, no I dont mind Cause I can call someone to bring the fight on (the doctors and the dealers) Yes someone to shed some light on (miracle cure soul stealers) Crack pot quacks with cracked up egos (prescribing old placebos) Collecting junk that we dont need, no You got the ball I was lucky to get the chain But now I have to watch the crowds Haphazardly chasing down the drain So what does it do? Nothing for me What about you? The doctors and the dealers The doctors and the dealers The doctors and the dealers They come to you They come to me They come in droves Oh one two three They come to you they come to me They come in droves Oh one two three They come to you they come to me They come in droves Oh one two three They come to you Oh they come to me They come in droves Oh one two three They come to me By Gumo®