Pivots out of the verses into a grimy jam that briefly picks up speed before devolving into envelope-filtered-Mike-led funk, then blossoms into a warm and relaxed jam full of delicate synths from Page and sympathetic Trey soloing.

Things take an anthemic turn at Mike's urging, then appear to be coming to a close, but then gathers up energy once more and builds to a driving peak. But rather than close out, Fish and Page lead the way to another filthy and funky groove, with tinges of 2.0 jamming style, before dying out and > into "ASIHTOS".