A song taught to me by two really fun, whacked out Canadians on a writing camp a few years back. And it goes a little something like this:
There are no bananas in the sky (in the sky)
There are no bananas in the sky (in the sky)
There's a sun and a moon and a coconut cream pie
But there are no bananas in the sky (in the sky).
And of course, what would be any silly camp song without pathetic accompanying movements? Sorry, I don't have a webcam! | 
