Disclaimer: I do not own Santa Fe

I'm sitting in History class when suddenly, I realize that Dr. Zellmer has unintentionally made a Rent reference! He's talking about some WWII guy and says "and soChuchill says, 'Hey, let's open up a Western front in Normandy!'" My head pops up, thinking he said "restaurant," not "Western front," and "Santa Fe," not "Normandy." And so… Western Front. Hopefully, this will be followed by more history Rent songs. The idea of Stalin wearing platform heels and lime green tights makes me giggle x3

Stalin: World War II

Roosevelt: Uh huh

Stalin: Center of our worries

Churchill: Sing it, Stalin

Stalin: Times are shitty, but I'm pretty sure our economy can't get worse. It's a comfort to know, when you're singing the end-the-war blues, that anything else you could possibly do after World War II would be a pleasure cruise.

Churchill: Now you're talkin'!

Well, I'm smothered in war plans and battleships

And I'm sick of trying tactics that are slow

I'm shouting in my sleep, we need to end this

All this misery ain't helping the economy, so

Let's open up a Western front in Normandy

Snowy Normandy would be nice

Let's open up a Western front in Normandy

And leave one-front battle to the Axis guys

Oh—

All: Oh—

Stalin: You're sick of this?

Churchill: I'm sick of this

Endless one-front battling

And my soldiers' bones are rattling

Stalin: World war

Churchill: World war

You were born in the middle-class

But you're kicking Axis ass

You can help us end this battle in time

You can send in some offense

I can help you cross to France (yeah, that doesn't really rhyme :P)

Finally not fighting, but getting along fine

Let's open up a Western front in Normandy

Our labors would reap economic gains

We'll open up a Western front in Normandy

And not have to rely on harvesting grains

We'll pack up all our troops and march so far away

Devote ourselves to wars we can win

We'll open up a Western front in Normandy

Forget this one-front strategy we're in

Oh—

All: Oh—

Churchill: Do you know the way to Normandy?

You know, escargot… warm croissants… yeah…