Lyrics:

I've got a theory
That it's a demon
A dancing demon - nyehh, something isn't right there
I've got a theory
Some kid is dreamin'
And we're all stuck inside his crazy Broadway nightmare
I've got a theory we should work this out
Willow/Anya/Tara:
It's getting eerie
What's this cheery singing all about
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
I've got a theory
It could be bunnies
I've got a -
Bunnies aren't just cute like eveybody 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
I've got a theory we should work this fast
Giles/Willow:
Because it cleary could get serious before it's passed
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
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
Hey, I've died twice
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
Except for bunnies...