After a quick between song break which saw Pete and Patrick quietly confer, Pete asked which song people would like to hear next on this DIY set list (which the bassist repeatedly referred to as them “pulling out of our asses”). “Dead On Arrival!” someone screamed louder than the rest and the band launched into it, with Pete and Patrick throwing each other contented smiles – the intimate venue coupled with an old-school set list undoubtedly filling them with warm and fuzzy nostalgia.
The next request came in the form of Tell That Mick He Just Made My List Of Things To Do Today. Chicago Is So Two Years Ago and Saturday were played later, making it the closest Fall Out Boy have ever come to playing Take This To Your Grave in full in the UK (something they've insisted they’ll probably never do).
Things reached peak surreal with This Ain’t A Scene, It’s An Arms Race, which saw Dungeon staff crowd-surfing in full costume, people waving bones in the air, and Patrick shouting: “London Dungeon… SING IT!” before that final chorus kicked in.
“I wanna hear every motherfucker in this room sing along,” added Pete with the arrival of Folie track I Don’t Care, before stopping mid-song to make a penis joke, which he later worked into the lyrics ('The best of us can find a penis in Missouri').