You gotta take the highs with the lows. Sometimes its just how it goes. And when your down to nothing at all its always predictable. Postpone your broken dreams. While flippin through the pages of a magazine. You gotta take the highs with the lows. Preacher mcgrath was always eager to ask. Why his mother rubbed her hands beneath his pants at mass. And if he missed a prayer he best beware her wrath. Caz moms would whip his***to keep him on the path. To the son and the father plus the holy ghost. Run for cover or she bust his nose. Behind closed doors he dressed in hookers clothes. And shoot *** on his catechism listen close. One day he got married to a bird named peresphone. Who died giving birth to his only child stephanie. Whose destiny was flawed undeserved. Because god made her father a filthy perv. You gotta take the highs with the lows. Sometimes its just how it goes. And when your down to nothing at all its always predictable. Postpone your broken dreams. While flippin through the pages of a magazine. You gotta take the highs with the lows. Little steph used to be so innocent. Now she never slept from all the crystal meth. Her papa was a preacher so she knew the good book. And when he tucked her into bed he fondled the nook. But baby look goof in the honda accord. With the chest pressed up against the dashboard. A pocket full of cash and a bottle of coors. Rev the throttle hit the gas and nash on the floor. Toward the end of the night steph would go to score. And when the dealer dished it out she hit him up for more. A bag of skittle for the baby while steph gets crazy. From a shot to the neck hot we and hazy. Lady of the eve maybe shed be in better health. If her father learned to keep his hands to himself. You gotta take the highs with the lows. Sometimes its just how it goes. And when your down to nothing at all its always predictable. Postpone your broken dreams. While flippin through the pages of a magazine. You gotta take the highs with the lows. Norm was born to stephanie in '73. He became a therapist real swift with the ladies. As a baby he was brought to cop with moms. He got his face filled with candy while she marked her arms. A long shot from the start but the kid was smart. He would hit the books while the other hit the yard. He started breaking hearts back in junior high. Caz norm could stop em dead in their tracks with his eyes. Friecely piercing past their thighs and into the stars hello goodbye. College was a breeze got a's and b's. And never missed a single party. He opened up his practice in the deep deep south. And helped damaged debuatantes ease their woes on his couch. You gotta take the highs with the lows. Sometimes its just how it goes. And when your down to nothing at all its always predictable. Postpone your broken dreams. While flippin through the pages of a magazine. You gotta take the highs with the lows