Hunters and Collectors – Honey in the Jar / Red Leather Belt

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 [1] 4:36 20th Anniversary edition version of the Human Frailty album. Moderately common. Available new in CD/DVD form.
Live [2] 4:17 1985 01 06 Direct to Digital, Hardware St, Melbourne, Australia cassette. The Vault digital download at True Believers, 29 October 2012.
Live [3] 4:28 1985 08 15 Melbourne State College, Melbourne VHS PCM. The Vault digital download at True Believers, 26 July 2015.

Recommended Version.

 

Commentary

Honey In The Jar was a b-side found on the relatively rare Is There Anybody In There? 12″ single that eventually found it’s way onto the Mutations rarities album. Live versions of Honey In The Jar go by the name of Red Leather Belt and can be found on the live DVD included in the Human Frailty 20th Anniversary Editions and other era live recordings.

 

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