Anthropology (New York February 22, 1946) [Live]

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 instrament
but humans strum their sweet guitars
Its a mystery
ANTHROPOLOGY
Fingers, toes, and tiny noses brownish hair and tannish skin.
Would it be too much to ask to
see the world they're living in?
Everybody tells me that its old and fake mythology
Its a mystery
ANTHROPOLOGY!
Aren't you bored of brushing your coat?
Styling your mane with your hooves
I dont mean to butt in or gloat
But ancient history prooves
Humans don't have wings or magic they dont 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!
Abert Einstein, Cleopatra, William Shakespear
Elton John, Michal Phelps, Barok Obama
whos to say that They're all gone
Maybe humans like us too
And dress like us at Comic Con
It's so real to me
ANTHROPOLOGY!
Yea, 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 chorse 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!!
AND THATS WHO I'LL BE
anthropology...
shh...