That really took me back to the angry teenage years, all the kids on a Friday night at RAF Lyneham. Some of them were really messed up from moving round the bases.
For me it has to be the lovely little sea shanty they sang, which always makes me smile when it plays on the Ipod going to work.
Now my kids are well into The Sex Pistols et al and introduced me to the modern equivalents which aren't a patch on the real thing.