Giles:
I've got a theory
That it's a demon
A dancing demon - nyehh, something isn't right there
Willow:
I've got a theory
Some kid is dreamin'
And we're all stuck inside his crazy Broadway nightmare
Xander:
I've got a theory we should work this out
Willow/Anya/Tara:
It's getting eerie
What's this cheery singing all about
Xander:
It could be witches
Some evil witches
Which is ridiculous 'cause witches they were
Persecuted wicca good and love the earth and
Woman power and
I'll be over here
Anya:
I've got a theory
It could be bunnies
Tara:
I've got a -
Anya:
Bunnies aren't just cute like eveybody supposes
They got them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses
And what's with all the carrots
What do they need such good eyesight for anyway
Bunnies, bunnies
It must be bunnies
Or maybe midgets
Willow:
I've got a theory we should work this fast
Giles/Willow:
Because it cleary 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
Group:
What can't we do if we get in it
We'll work it through within a minute
We have to try
We'll pay the price
It's do or die
Buffy:
Hey, I've died twice
Group:
What can't we face if we're together
Giles:
- what can't we face
Group:
What's in this place that we can't weather
Giles:
- If we're together
Group:
There's nothing we can't face
Anya:
Except for bunnies...
Writer(s): Joss Hill Whedon
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