Lyrics:

Anthony Stewart Head, Alyson Hannigan, Nicholas Brendon, Emma Caulfield, Amber Benson Sarah Michelle Gellar

GILES:
I've got a theory
That it's a demon
A dancing demon
Nuh, 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 woman 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 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?
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:
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!

ALL:
What can't we face if we're together?

GILES:
What can't we face?

ALL:
What's in this place that we can't weather?

GILES:
If we're together!

ALL:
There's nothing we can't face--

ANYA:
Except for bunnies...