Lyrics: Marina Elise Sneider
Music: Marina Elise Sneider
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
Human hair and human skin
Would it be to much to ask
To see the world they're living in
Every pony 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
Living Tomb, Awkward Marina
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 you're favorite mare's a human: Me
That is who I'll be
Do- do-do bop ba doda do-do-do
Anthropology
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