I’ve got a theory 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) 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 women power, And I’ll be over here Anya: I’ve got a theory It could be bunnies Tara: I've got a— Anya: They aren't just cute like everybody 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? It could be bunnies Bunnies, bunnies It must be bunnies Anya: Or maybe midgets? Willow: I’ve got a theory, We should work this fast Giles &Will: Because it clearly Could get serious Before it's passed Buffy: I’ve got a theory -- (into "what cant we face") 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: 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 done it twice All: What can't we face Giles Background: What can't we face? If we're together? What's in this place Giles(background): We're together That we can't weather? There's nothing we can't face Anya: Except for bunnies...