Text: Buffy Musical. I've Got A Theroy.

:
I've got a theory
That it's a demon
A dancing demon
No, something isn't right there.

I've got a theory
Some kid is dreaming
And we're all stuck inside
His wacky Broadway nightmare

I've got a theory we should work this out
All: 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 women power,
And I'll be over here

I've got a theory
It could be bunnies
[crickets chirp]

I've got a--

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

maybe midgets?
I've got a theory,
We should work this fast
G&W: Because it clearly
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?
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
Hey, I've died twice
All: What can't we face
What can't we face?
If we're together?
What's in this place
That we can't weather?
We're together
There's nothing we can't face
Except for bunnies