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I've got a theory, that it's a demon, a dancing demon No something isn't right there I got a theory, some kid is dreaming And we're all trapped 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? I got a theory, it could be witches, some evil witches Which is ridiculous, cause witches were persecuted Wicca good and love the earth and women power and I'll be over here I got a theory, it could be bunnies Bunnies aren't just cute like everybody supposes They got them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses And what's with all the carrots? Why do they need such good eye sight for anyway? Bunnies, bunnies, it most be bunnies! Or maybe midgets I got a theory, we should work this fast Becasue it could get serious before it's passed I got a theory, it doesn't matter What can't we face if we're together? What's in this place that we can weather? Apocalypse? We all been there The same old trip. Why should we care? What can't we do if we get in it? We'll work it through it every minute We have to try. We'll pay the price It's do or die...hey I died twice What can't we face if we're together? What's in this place that we can't weather? There's nothing we can't face Except for Bunnies From Letras Mania