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
Alex: I've got a theory
We should work this out
All: It's getting eerie
What's this cheery
Singing all about?
Alex: 'cause be witches
Some evil witches
Wich 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: Bunnies aren't just cute
Like every body 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
Willow
et Giles: Because it clearly
Could get serious
Before it's passed
Buffy: I've got a theory
It's doesn't matter
What can't we face if we're together?
What's in this place that we can't weather?
Apocalypse
We're all been there
The same old trips
Why should we care?
All: What can't we do if we get in it?
Well work it through within' a minute
We have to try
Will pay the price
It's do or die
Buffy: Hey, i've died twice
All: What can't we face
What can't we face?
If we're together?
What's in this place
That we can't weather?
We're together
There's nothing we can't face
Anya: Except for bunnies
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