Future Is Dead - rare punk by Gutter Bird 

Lifted from an old demo, never before released. Most of these songs were composed around mid 90s to early 2000s.
Lyrics:
Somebody call the police
I got fifty things worse than the law after me
We're seeing brute ego having its way
And if the kids don't like well they don't get a say
And anyway there's no culture, nothing to see
Since we all started living so vicariously
In a new dawn, looking back,
Filling our screens with our nostalgia porn
The future is dead get it out of your head
No future future future
Little Billy moved to the smoke
He said I wanna make it big they said it must be a joke
We're in the 21st, the stakes are all bought
And your dreams of success were just a lie that they taught
But as you're here, cough up, give us your dough
You're working for us now and there's nowhere to go
So take a seat, here's a class
The bankers run it
Gangster 101
The future is dead get it out of your head
No future future future