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 dreamin'
And we're all stuck inside
His wacky Broadway nightmare

Xander:
I've got a theory
We should work this out

Giles, Anya, Xander, Tara and Willow:
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!

(Everyone else stares at her - crickets chirp)

Tara:
I've got a theory -

Anya: (interrupting with a rockout)
Bunnies aren't just cute
Like everybody supposes
They've 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!
(calming down - back to normal)
Or maybe midgets?

Willow:
I've got a theory
We should work this fast

Willow and 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?

Buffy, Giles, Anya, Xander, Tara and Willow:
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

Buffy, Anya, Xander, Tara and Willow:
What can't we face if we're together?

Giles:
What can't we face?

Buffy, Anya, Xander, Tara and Willow:
What's in this place that we can't weather?

Giles:
If we're together

Buffy, Anya, Xander, Tara and Willow:
There's nothing we can't face

Anya:
Except for bunnies...