Lyric discussion by roxanneredlight 

Cover art for Sunday's Pretty Icons lyrics by Belle & Sebastian

There is no hole in which to hide There is no plane to catch No hotel room that's warm enough No rented room that's quiet

A friend I've known through sic degrees Comes down to where I hide A friend I've known Through dreams and prayers She comes back to my side

You're so far from wanting to talk You're so far from wanting to say Something good Feel something good

The secret lives and loves of girls The secret lives of boys The stories the both of us Too close ever to love

Whiskey from the island of sand Whiskey from the year you were born Tastes like kidnap and ransom and exile

Somebody asked me What heaven was like Somebody asked for heaven Somebody asked me What heaven was like Lunch in the happening canteen of souls

Every girl you ever admired Every boy you ever desired Every love you ever forgot Every person that you ever despised is forgiven

These are the lyrics on the vinyl sleeve

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These are the accurate lyrics

[[ Whiskey (as someone mentioned) need not be changed to the Scottish version of the word (Whisky) as we don't know what kind of whiskey they are referring to, despite the band being Scottish - what is the "island of sand"?

What is the only official whiskey-producing ISLAND? -- the island of "Ireland" (incl. Northern Ireland) -- is one clue. ]]

Otherwise - this song seemed simple, and a frankly unsatisfying ending -- but has become excellent under scrutiny and with access to the lyrics.

Fantastic Song.

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