The emcee wraps up and invites the crowd to stay for DJ Jim Sisler's set, encouraging dancing and drinking. The performance mixes party hype with deliberately edgy, offensive lyrics designed to push boundaries and amp up the atmosphere.
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We got one more, and then we're gonna come out there and hang out with you guys. And our good friend Jim Sisler is gonna throw some tunes on so we can dance and bear down for what? How it's going to be. You're going to give your love to me. I won't tell you not to take it. Know my love will not fade away. Know my love will not fade away. Not fade away. treated this old way. Going where the water tastes like wine. How's that water taste, Ben? Going where the water tastes like wine. Going where the water tastes like wine. Don't want to be treated this old way. Going down the road, feeling bad. Going down the road and feeling bad. Going down the road, it ain't fair, ain't fair. We don't wanna be treated this old way. Going where the climate suits my clothes! Going where the climate suits my clothes! Going where the climate suits my cloths! No woman treated this same way! Going down the road to feedin' fags! Go— going down the road to feedin' fags! Goin' down the road to feedin' fags! Thank you, people. There's plenty of beer to drink and plenty of food to eat, so hang out. Jim's gonna spin some tunes.