"You can't see him. He's transparent
Ether breathing, so clandestine
Anti-techno designation Elmer 40.
Mother was a test tube baby
Father one genetic maybe
Anti-techno designation Elmer 40.
Burn computers. Eat their programs.
Fold and spindle. Mutilate!
Anti-techno designation Elmer 40.
All my brothers like myself
Filed in bottles on the shelf.
No ambition, no desire,
Danger to my mental health.
Synchronus genetic copies
Born in vats of DNA.
Rise now rabble robot rousers
We know Elmer is the way!
Doppelgänger image repeat
Rewrite program. Hit erase.
Anti-techno father 40
Fell from science fiction grace.
Listen brothers! Hear my say!
No more nightmare yesterdays!
Use the techno facsist magic
To reform our former ways.
Death to ditto death and torture.
Forty El will now replace
Test tube turn ons, Xerox zombies, mutant mimeos.
Erase the tapes!
Stop the cloning! We're now masters,
No more carbon copy bastards.
Anti-techno father 40 leads us on to greener pastures."
Michael Wayne Davis wrote this song. I sang lead and multitracked instruments that I recorded with my Tascam M-208 mixer and my Tascam 38 1/2" 8-track reel-to-reel tape recorder. This recording was made sometime after 1985 or '86.
Here's another iteration of this song: https://on.soundcloud.com/boMY6bUY6A5Xc1ah9.
A version of this tune eventually ended up in my CD "Mostly Acoustic" available here: https://on.soundcloud.com/UssrPNYRW7yURbou5.
Here's a link to an early rehearsal of this song: https://on.soundcloud.com/PTErPExG5FgERuP99.