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Nids - Uncle Chuck lyrics
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"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