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