Parrot Time Magazine

There comes a time
When we heed a certain call,
When linguists must come together as one.
There are people speaking,
They bind and c-command;
It's grammar, the greatest gift of all.

We can't go on
Pretending day by day
That we know our language works in the brain.
We are all a part of
God's linguist family,
And the truth, you know, grammar's all we need.

Chorus:
We are the world,
We are the linguists,
We are the ones who make a brighter day
By making theories.
There's a choice we're making
By forming hypotheses
And we'll describe a language
Just you and me.

Send them a research group
So they'll know that someone cares
And their data will be thoroughly explored.
God has shown us
By turning stone to bread
That even a linguist must be fed.

Chorus

When you're criticized
There seems no hope at all,
But if you just believe
There's a usage-based approach.
Well, well, well, well, let us realize
That debates will always come
Even though we stand together as one.

Chorus