Anthropology (The Living Tombstone Remix)

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 too much to ask to see the world they're living in? Everypony 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 еverywhere! Babiеs, 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 right 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! Dut-doo-doop-bap-ba-du-da-oh Anthropology! Shh!