Doctors & Dealers
Dirty Pretty Things Lyrics


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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

Overall Meaning

The song "Doctors and Dealers" by Dirty Pretty Things is a commentary on society's reliance on doctors and drug dealers to solve their problems, both physical and emotional. The lyrics suggest that these "experts" often prescribe ineffective and harmful treatments, but people still turn to them blindly in search of a quick fix. The first verse sets the tone for the song, with the singer expressing his disillusionment with established ideas and institutions. He feels isolated even when surrounded by people, suggesting a sense of internal conflict and disconnection from the world around him.


The chorus of the song echoes the sentiment of the first verse, with the singer doubling down on his belief that the so-called experts are ultimately ineffective. He expresses a sort of resigned acceptance, recognizing that society will continue to rely on these experts despite their flaws. The second verse goes on to suggest that the singer himself is not exempt from this cycle. Though he sees through the charade, he admits that he, too, has put his faith in these "crackpot quacks" and "soul stealers."


Overall, "Doctors and Dealers" presents a bleak picture of modern society, where people are often more concerned with finding quick solutions to their problems than with addressing the underlying causes. The song suggests that the search for "miracle cures" and easy fixes is ultimately futile, and that real change requires a deeper examination of the issues at hand.


Line by Line Meaning

I don't believe in anything
I have no faith in anything


They tell me's set in stone
They claim that it's definite


They say that were together
They assert that we're united


But I'm sat here on my own
Yet I'm sitting here all alone


In the company of strangers
In the presence of unknown people


This trigger happy scene
This impulsive and unstable situation


Well if a heart do like a hind
If one's heart behaves like a deer


Then there is nothing in-between
Then there's nothing in common


Oh no, no I don't mind
No, I don't care


'Cause I can call someone to bring the fight on
Because I can summon someone to start a conflict


(The doctors and the dealers)
(The medical professionals and drug dealers)


Get someone to shed some light on
Obtain someone to clarify


(Miracle cure, soul stealers)
(Those who provide unproven treatments or exploit others)


Crack pot quacks with cracked up egos
Insane charlatans with distorted egos


(Prescribing old placebos)
(Giving outdated, ineffective treatments)


Collecting junk that we dont need, no
Hoarding unnecessary items


I see them now and then
I encounter them occasionally


Still spitting out those lies
Continuously telling falsehoods


Strange it doesn't bother me
Oddly, it doesn't upset me


I've got my own disguise
I have my way of pretending


And there's really not that much of me
And there's not much of me at all


For Jesus left to save
Since Jesus is the only one who can save me


If savings only bartering
If salvation only involves trade


My soul can be his pay
Then he can have my soul as payment


You got the ball
You're in charge now


I was lucky to get the chain
I was fortunate to hold the key


But now I have to watch the crowds
Now I have to witness the mobs


Haphazardly chasing down the drain
Chasing aimlessly towards ruin


So what does it do?
So what is it for?


Nothing for me
It's useless to me


What about you?
What about you?


The doctors and the dealers
The medical professionals and drug dealers


They come to you
They approach you


They come to me
They come to me


They come in droves
They arrive in large numbers


Oh one two three
Oh, over and over again




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Anthony Rossomondo, Carl Barat, David Jonathan Hammond, Gary Powell

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Comments from YouTube:

bevyk777

Why do I always fall harder for a band after they break up?!? I'm always one step behind!

Jon Hill

Probably my fav Dirty Pretty Things song :) that 1st album was unbelievable, I played it over and over when it came out.

Noah Spierings

This and Gin & Milk are the two best

Jon Hill

Yeah Gin & Milk is a class song

Sam Yes

Just as good as any of the great Libertines songs. Carl's solo work is always great.

Tom C-D

Errrrrr solo album....

stepwinkieTM

DPT's most libertine sounding song ! a beauty

Vicky Prasetya

loved this song

katamapatcha k

LOVE IT

Stacey Anne

Not that much left of me for jesus to save, love it!

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