Tekstforfatter: Kristopher Hugh Martin Schau
Komponist: Egil Hegerberg

There’s an empty old street. It’s at the end of the world
No beginning, middle or end, just eternity leading to nothing
It’s paved with traces of broken skin and external female tissue
You dreamt it, this is it. This is where I make my living

I’m never open, never closed. I just do what is expected
A small boutique with empty shelves, no one asks me for a thing
One single customer a day, just enough to keep me going
The price to pay is blood, and a baby sucking air

Tonight you can kiss your nipples goodbye
You’re at the wrong place at the wrong time
The sound of metal responding to flesh
I am the stiff nipple scissor man

I’ll strap you up so good, don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, girl
I’ve go special coloured tools and of time I know nothing
Blindfolded we will dance, till your breasts go dry and weary
One final snap it’s for perfection, and the nighttime turns to day

Tonight you can kiss your nipples goodbye
You’re at the wrong place at the wrong time
The sound of metal responding to flesh
I am the stiff nipple scissor man