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...