Lyrics

We're cruisin' slow (no rushin'), Our knees crackin' like old vinyl, Poppin' pro-phen, (we just sway), Doc said to stop riding, but we're coming your way, [Bridge] Can't move like we used to, Can't bend, but we push through, [chorus] We are the Sons of Arthritis! (We are the Sons of Arthritis!) We are the Sons of Arthritis! (We are the Sons of Arthritis!) [Verse] Leather's creaking (hear me groan), With every mile, (our aching bones), Next rest stop is 12 miles away, I can feel somethin' dribblin' down my leg, [Prechorus] A little bit achy we won't quit, Not as quick, yet we got grit, [Chorus] [breakdown] Wrist hurts, God it's burnin, Throttle down, hit cruise control, [prechorus] Can't move like (we used to), Can't bend but, (we push through), A little bit achy we won't quit, Not as quick, yeah, we still got grit, [Chorus] [Chorus] [Chorus] [Guitar solo]