| Lyrics | Lyrics | Singer |
| I've got a theory | |
| a dancing demon! | |
| I've got a theory | |
| and we're all stuck inside | |
| I've got a theory | |
| It's getting eerie. | |
| It could be witches, | |
| which is ridiculous cause | |
| and I'll be over here. | |
| I've got a the- | |
| like everybody suposes. | |
| And what's with all the carrots? | |
| Bunnies, bunnies, | |
| Or maybe | |
| | Lyrics | Lyrics | Singer |
| I've got a theory | |
| Because it clearly could get | |
| I've got a theory, | |
| What can't we face | |
| What's in this place | |
| Apocalypse... | |
| The same old trips, | |
| What can't we do | |
| We'll work it through | |
| We have to try, | |
| It's do or die. | |
| What can't we face if we're together? | |
| There's nothing we can't face... | |
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