Jon Eric - 97

I am a speck of dust
I am a particle
I am an atom and
I am a molecule
Without a name
Without a name

They shot me full of holes
With an alpha ray
They did experiments
And left me to decay
Without a name
Without a name

In four and a half hours, there'll be half of me left
And after that I'm gonna disappear, I guess
They tried to call me Berkeley, but it don't feel right
I'm just gonna stay 97 tonight

They took some measurements
They figured out the time
It's gonna take before
I shrivel up and die
Without a name
Without a name

You can study me, but I ain't here long
In four and a half hours, I'll be gone, gone, gone
You can call me Berkeley, but it won't feel right
I'm just gonna stay 97 tonight

I was a speck of dust
I hung around the air
I was an element that never really
Should have been there
Without a name
Without a name
Without a name
Without a name