"Uncle Chuck (is moving in)"   by the NiDs. From the 1987   release "Music to Detassle Corn By"   lyrics by Sean McCloud  When your father came home today  he said the worst thing he could say  He said make a bed and hide the Gin  Your Uncle Check is moving in.  Burnt his house down from smoking in bed.  both his wife and kids are dead  Ask Uncle check he'll say he doesn't care,  He can get sex anywhere  Chorus: Uncle Chuck is moving in   Uncle Chuck is moving in   Uncle Chuck is moving in   He's a ture American  First day there he beat the dog  Ran your moped into a log  Drank you much and got sick on your bed  Then went out, said he's get some head  Tell you stories you don't want to hear  Watches t.v. and drinks too much beet  In the fall he'll go shoot some deer  but for tonight he gonna roll a queer  Burns your books with his bic  Brags about the size of his dick  Reads you things that make you sick  Your Uncle Chuck is a fucking prick.  Chorus