Doctors and Dealers is the second track from Dirty Pretty Things' debut album, Waterloo to Anywhere. It features a call-and-response chorus with strong backing vocals from Anthony Rossomando and Didz Hammond .
The opening verse could be taken to refer to The Libertines' managers and record label, as well as the public attention surrounding Barat's relationship with Peter Doherty ("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").
| Waterloo to Anywhere |  Dirty Pretty Things | Album | 2006-05-05 |
| Napster Session | Dirty Pretty Things | Session | 2006-04 |
 Puffing on a Coffin Nail: Live at the Forum | Dirty Pretty Things | London, UK | 2006-10-16 |
| Puffing on a Coffin Nail: Live at the Forum | Dirty Pretty Things | London, UK | 2006-10-16 |
 Lowlands Festival | Dirty Pretty Things | Walibi Holland, Biddinghuizen NL | 2006-08-19 |
 Pukkelpop Festival | Dirty Pretty Things | Kiewit, BEL | 2006-08-18 |
 Le Rock Dans Tous Ses Etats | Dirty Pretty Things | Evreux, France | 2006-06-24 |
| Leicester University | Dirty Pretty Things | Leicester University, UK | 2006-04-28 |
| Paradiso, Amsterdam | Dirty Pretty Things | Paradiso, Amsterdam | 2006-03-31 |
| 02 ABC | Dirty Pretty Things | Glasgow, Scotland | 2006-03-05 |
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 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 saving's 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
They come to me
They come in droves
Oh one two three
They come to me
