I don’t believe in anything    They tell me’s set in stone       They say that we’re 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 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)    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 don’t 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