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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dirty Pretty Things
Dirty Pretty Things
Performer
Carl Barât
Carl Barât
Vocals
Didz Hammond
Didz Hammond
Bass
Anthony Rossomando
Anthony Rossomando
Guitar
Gary Powell
Gary Powell
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl Barât
Carl Barât
Composer
Didz Hammond
Didz Hammond
Composer
Anthony Rossomando
Anthony Rossomando
Composer
Gary Powell
Gary Powell
Composer
Michael Bannister
Michael Bannister
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tony Doogan
Tony Doogan
Producer
Allan Cuthbertson
Allan Cuthbertson
Assistant Recording Engineer
Kevin Burleigh
Kevin Burleigh
Engineer

Lyrics

I don't believe in anything
They tell me is 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 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 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
Written by: Anthony Rossomando, Carl Barât, Didz Hammond, Gary Powell
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