Honey In The Jar
 Versions
Commentary
Lyrics
Versions
| Version |
Length |
Source |
Availability |
| Studio (instrumental) |
3:21 |
Australian 12" Is There Anybody In There?
single. |
Extremely rare. Not available new. |
| Studio (instrumental) |
3:23 |
Mutations album. |
Moderately common. Available new in CD and digital form. |
Live
 |
4:36 |
20th Anniversary edition version of the Human Frailty
album. |
Moderately common. Available new in CD/DVD form. |
Recommended Version.
Commentary
The original "Honey In The Jar" is a rare studio b-side that
focuses a lot on keyboards and the 'horns of contempt'. The live lyrical version
puts a very different spin on the entire song and is well worth it, if it can be
found!.
Being a virtually unknown b-side, the meaning behind the song is not well
known at all. Interpreting the lyrics can be quite interesting though and I
would be very interested to know how other people take it. To me, this seems to
be a very Australian and slightly sexual song about a slightly troubled
attractive woman. The imagery given seems to be that of a small Australian
country town, the sort of place that has a couple of pubs and not much else. The
feeling of the unexpected soaking rain after a stinking hot, dusty day.
~ Stuart
Lyrics
Now that you're barefoot baby
Now that you're housebound no longer
Now that you're kicking off your boots and pushing the darkness down
With the creamy naked feet
And the dust between your toes
And you're cooking up the tar to see how far it goes
Now that you're barefoot baby
Now that you're housebound no longer
Buckle up
Around the red leather belt
Around the thin white thighs
Buckle up
Around the red leather belt
Around the thin white thighs
Get it all fired up
To stumble into town
All loose and bootless
And pushing the darkness down
Nothing but flesh is upon your feet
And you're cooking up the tar in the dusty street
And all the males are waiting in the penetrating sun
With the cool heat of the rain
That was never meant to come
To wash across the earth
To run across to the ground
To wash up what you've lost and washed away
Buckle up
Around the red leather belt
Around the thin white thighs
Buckle up
Around the red leather belt
Around the thin white thighs
Take it away!
Getting all fired up
To stumble into town
All loose and bootless
And pushing the darkness down
Nothing but flesh is upon your feet
And you're cooking up the tar in the dusty street
And all the guys are waiting in the penetrating sun
With the cool heat of the rain
That was never meant to come
To wash across the earth
To run across to the ground
To wash up what you've lost and washed away
Wash it all all away
Yeh, wash away
Wash it all away
Buckle up
Around the red leather belt
Around the thin white thighs
Buckle up
Around the red leather belt
Around the thin white thighs
Buckle up
Around the big leather belt
Around the thin white thighs
Buckle up
Around the red leather belt
Around the thin white thighs
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