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 she'd 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
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 she'd 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
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 she'd 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 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 she'd 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 Explain Request ×
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