Giles:
I've got a theory
That's it's a demon
A dancing demon - nyehh, something isn't right there

Willow:
I've got a theory
Some kid is dreamin'
And we're all stuck inside his crazy Broadway nightmare

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

Anya, Tara, Willow and Xander:
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 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

Giles/ Willow:
Because it clearly could get serious before it's passed

Buffy:
I've got a theory
I 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

Group:
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

Group:
What can't we face if we're together

Giles:
- What can't we face...

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

Giles:
- If we're together...

Group:
There's nothing we can't face

Anya:
Except for bunnies...