Lyrics

Title: “The Joe Rogan Experience”

(Verse 1)
He’s got a mic, got the questions lined up right,
DMT dreams and a long-form fight,
Talking ’bout the cosmos, chimps, and the grind,
UFC to aliens, expanding your mind.

(Pre-Chorus)
Bowhunts in the wild, kettlebells swing,
Float tank thoughts, he’s questioning everything,
Elk meat cooking, whiskey poured neat,
Strap in tight, it’s a three-hour feat.

(Chorus)
Joe Rogan, breaking down the walls,
From science to stand-up, he’s seen it all,
Neuroscientists, fighters, and rockstars too,
Red pill, blue pill, which one are you?

(Verse 2)
He’s rolling with Jiu-Jitsu, black belt strong,
Psychedelic rabbit holes, conversations long,
From Elon to Chappelle, it’s a ride so deep,
You might start awake, or you might fall asleep.

(Pre-Chorus)
Float tank silence, ayahuasca vibes,
Hunter-gatherer wisdom keeping thoughts alive,
Pull up a chair, light up a stoge,
Let’s go deep down the rabbit hole.

(Chorus)
Joe Rogan, breaking down the walls,
From science to stand-up, he’s seen it all,
Neuroscientists, fighters, and rockstars too,
Red pill, blue pill, which one are you?

(Bridge)
Echoes of Carlin, spirit of Bruce,
Chasing the truth with no excuse,
Love him or hate him, he’ll still explore,
No topic’s off-limits, come back for more.

(Outro)
So if you’re lost, searching for the way,
Plug in, tune in, hear what they say,
Mushrooms, conspiracies, facts that hit,
Joe Rogan’s here—just don’t be full of shit