Some say, Shaun Walsh saved our city   And to a certain extent, that's probably true   Our nights are hardly dull as such   But the queues at the bar mean you don't drink as much   And let Fresher's chant,    "what's the alternative? You became the establishment, you were always conservative"   I'm happy but I'd hardly call this dancing as such   Like lovers holding hands and mostly losing touch      These little white lies   Drag you through the colder nights   These little white lies   Tear you in two like a Christmas cracker      And I've been drinking with the champagne girls   Drew a cross on my belly and it probably worked   We used each other up and now we leave each other alone   Dealer's round her flat and now the cash is gone   And there's no such thing as a free night out,    Guestlists cost and DJs get doubts    Promises stuck like that stuff in your hair   Had about as much effect and hung lifelessly there      These little white lies   Drag you through the colder nights   These little white lies   Tear you in two like a Christmas cracker      These little white lies   Drag you through the colder nights   These little white lies   Drag you through the colder nights      Awoooooo, awooooooo      These little white lines