The crowd whoop loudly at the altered lyrics, Chris still stomp-stomp-clapping away onstage as the song progresses, until it gets to the guitar solo, which he extends a bit. Grinning as the song ends, he throws his hands up in the air, prompting another cheer from the crowd. "Good evening everybody!" He turns back around to the rest of the band. "That went well...hmm. But what now?" He thought for a moment. "Alright, your call, Ptricia."