Lyrics Elliott Smith

Elliott Smith

Angeles

Someone's always coming around here, trailing some new kill

Says I've seen your picture on a hundred dollar bill

And what's a game of chance to you, to him is one of real skill

So glad to meet you

Angeles

Picking up the ticket shows, there's money to be made

Go on and lose the gamble, that's the history of the trade

And you add up all the cards left to play to zero

And sign up with evil

Angeles

Don't start me trying now

'Cos I'm all over it

Angeles

I could make you satisfied in everything you do

All your secret wishes could right now be coming true

And be forever with my poison arms around you

No one's gonna fool around with us

No one's gonna fool around with us

So glad to meet you

Angeles