Circle Jerks "wild in the streets"

Alot of times you hear about kids in fringe subcultures complain about being victims. They will lament how they were ostracized and bullied.  That was not my punk rock skateboarding crew of friends. We welcomed being  shunned, actually worked hard at it.  We were at times bullies ourselves. We never backed down and often antoginized our rival peers.  There was an evening where we we up to our usual crap: skateboarding and drinking Yukon Jack and chasing it with awful lime juice from a bulbous plastic green lime. The apartment I was crashing at was around the corner from a pizzeria in the suburban town we lived.  That night we noticed that the pizzeria was filled to the gills with local high school football jerseys and pom poms. We came to realize it was some sort of jock homecoming event or whatever.  Naturally we taunted the patrons through the giant plate windows. The taunts escalated to threats on both sides.  After a huddle a bunch of the jocks filed outside towards our motley crew. Shouts of "muffinhead!" (A slur the athletes used to describe our home made haircuts) led to shoves and then to fists being thrown.  It was a short riotous melee because as soon as it started pizzeria staff began shouting about the police being called, since the police station was three doors from our current location we knew enough to scatter.  Before we did though I remember seeing one of my buddies holding a BMX bicycle above his head and crash it down on a group of football players.  We were all stunned for a moment, it was like a surreal event from a movie.  Someone yelled "cops!" and we scattered.  As we ran and skated in a burst of directions I distinctly remember hearing a couple of my friends gleefully singing the chorus "wild in the streets! Running! Running!" from the title track of this #circlejerks album.