Lyrics Rough Stuff - Man Made Hill

Rough Stuff

Now you’re playing with rough stuff, baby
Now you’re playing with rough stuff
You’re playing with rough stuff, baby
Rough stuff
You’re playing with rough stuff, baby
Now you’re playing with rough stuff
You’re playing with rough stuff, baby
I dig rock and roll (Yeah!)
With my fingernails
So don’t smooth down my section, baby
Let the texture prevail (Yeah!)
And it’s rusted up
Rugged and raw
Just like how your daddy used to do (Daddy!)
And you got to give it up
If you think you’re
Rough enough
Hey you’re playing with rough stuff, baby
You’re playing with rough stuff
You’re playing with rough stuff, baby
Rough stuff
You’re playing with rough stuff, baby
You’re playing with rough stuff
You’re playing with rough stuff, baby
I get fucked on texture, man
On a bed of nails (Ouch!)
I got harsh demands, baby
I need my fingertips completely impaled
Rough stuff
Now you’re playing with rough stuff
You’re playing with rough stuff, baby
Rough stuff
You’re playing with rough stuff, baby
Are you playing with rough stuff?
You’re playing with rough stuff, baby
I’m fucking freaking on this texture, man
I got harsh demands
I need completely jagged surfaces
In the palm of my hand
And you got to give it up
If you think you’re
Tough enough
And you got to give it up
If you think you’re
Rough enough
I’m playing with rough stuff, baby
You’re playing with rough stuff
You’re playing with rough stuff, baby