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Anthropology (Nightcore/Sped up)

Lyrics: 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.