Giles
I've got a theory, that it's a demon
A dancing demon, No, something isn't right there
Willow
I've got a theory, some kid is dreaming
And we're all stuck inside his wacky Broadway nightmare
Xander
I've got a theory we should work this out
All, but Buffy
It's getting eerie, what's this cheery singing all about?
Xander
It could be witches, some evil witches
What is ridiculous, cause witches they were,
Persecuted wicca good and loved the earth and women power,
And I'll be over here
Anya
I've got a theory it could be bunnies….
Tara,
I've got a theory…
Anya,
Bunnies aren't just cute like everybody supposes,
They've got hem hoppy legs and twitchy little noses
And what's with all the carrots.
Why do they need suck good eyesight for anyway?
Bunnies, bunnies it must be bunnies!
… or maybe midgets.
Willow
I've got a theory we should work this fast
Willow&Giles
Because it clearly could get serious before it's passed
Buffy
I've got a theory-it doesn't matter
What can't we face if we're together
What's in this place that we can't weather
Apocalypse? We've all been there
The same old trips, why should we care?
All but Giles
What can't we do if we get in it?
We'll work it through within a minute
Add Giles
We have to try, we'll pay the price
It's do ore die
Buffy
Hey, I've died twice
All
What can't we face if we're together (what can't we face?)
What's in this place that we can't weather (if we're together?)
There's nothing we can't face
Anya
Except for bunnies
