I've Got a Theory / Bunnies / If We're Together

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 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! I've got a— 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! ...Or maybe midgets I've got a theory we should work this fast 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? 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