Heh, just something I wandered across this day:
'VE GOT A THEORY / BUNNY SONG.
(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 ou - t
(All but Buffy) 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
Wiccan good and love the earth and women power
and I’ll be over here.
(Anya) I’ve got a theory, it could be bunnies…
- all pause - [crickets chirp]
(Tara) I’ve got a theor-
(Anya) 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 anywa - y?
Bunnies, bunnies it must be bunnies!
- pause -
…or maybe midgets…
(Willow) I’ve got a theory we should work this fa - s t.
(& Giles) because it clearly could get serious before it’s passed.
(Buffy) I’ve got a theory - it doesn’t matte - r.
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 if there’s a minute.
We have to try. We’ll pay the price.
It’s do or die. (Buffy) Hey, I’ve died twice!
What can't we face if we're together? (Giles - What can't we face?) What's in this place that we can't weather? (Giles - If we're together.) There's nothing we can't fa - ce. (Pause)
(Anya) Except for bunnies.