I can't think of a single song today. There is too much going on, so it's all in one ear and out the other. I try to focus on music and all I can think of is "The Song That Never Ends." I remember it from the closing credits of Lambchop's Playalong, which was the only thing on television when I was occasionally home sick from school.
My wife thinks its weird that I don't know many summer-camp songs. That's because I didn't go to summer camp very often, I tell her. She tells me that I missed out. I think I'm a little too old for it now.