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
Anya, Xander, Willow & Tara:
It's getting eery,
what's this cheery singing all about?
Xander:
It could be witches, some evil witches!
which is rediculous 'cause witches they were procecuted, whicked good and loved the earth and women enpowered and I'll be over here.
Anya:
I've got a theory, it could be bunny's.
....[quiet].....
Tara:
I've got a...
Anya:
Bunny's 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?
Bunny's, bunny's it must be bunny's!
...quiet....
Anya:
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 past.
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?
Apocolyps, we've all been there.
The same ols trips, why should we care?
all except Giles:
What can't we face if we get in it?
we'll work it trough within a minute
We have to try, we'll pay the price
It's do or die
Buffy:
Hey, I've died twice
all:
What can't we face if we're together?
what's in this place that we can't weather?
there's nothing we can't face
Anya:
except for bunny's
