Human beings fascinate me
Being just the way they are
Tell me little pony can you
Push a cart or drive a car?
Lyre is my instrument but
Humans strum their sweet guitar
It's a mystery
Anthropology!
Fingers, toes, and tiny noses,
Brownish hair and tannish skin
Would it be to much to ask
To see the world they're living in?
Everybody tells me that it's old and fake mythology
It's a mystery
Anthropology!
Aren't you bored of brushing your coat?
Styling your mane with your hooves?
I don't mean to butt in or gloat
But ancient history proves
Humans don't have wings or magic
They don't need it, they don't care
All they've got's imagination
New inventions everywhere!
Babies, children, teens, and elders
All alike have clothes to wear
It's so real to me,
Anthropology!
Albert Einstein, Cleopatra, William Shakespeare, Elton John,
Lauren Faust, and Lady Gaga,
Who's to say that they're all gone?
Maybe humans like us too, and write us our own fandom songs
It's so real to me,
Anthropology!
Yeah, they've had a couple of fights
Nobody's perfect, you see
Still I say, I'm born with the rights
To study whatever I please
I don't need to horse around now
I can stand on two legs
I would trade my magic powers
For a pair of new legs
Grab your camera, come on, zoom in
'Cause your favorite mare's a human: Me!
That is who I'll be
Anthropology! Shh