Rough Stuff - Man Made Hill

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