5 Lyrics You Missed In ‘This Is America.’

Childish Gambino blew us away with his revolutionary hit single, ‘This Is America,’ and its powerful music video. But as many punters have discovered in the weeks since its release, Gambino has woven a number of hidden lyrics and symbols into the song, which reveal themselves on multiple listens. To save you the time, we’ve compiled a list of the five freshest lyrics you probably missed in ‘This Is America.’

1. ‘America’

You were probably too caught up in the slick sound of the snare drum, or Gambino’s insane dance moves, to catch this one, but keen-eyed observers will note it came after the words ‘this is’ - hence, the name of the song! Got to wake up pretty early to catch that one, but huge props to you if you did.

2. ‘Don’t catch you’

Coming just before the famous lyric, ‘slippin’ up,’ this subtle phrase is likely a reference to 2002’s cinematic masterpiece, ‘Catch Me If You Can.’ Leonardo DiCaprio’s subtle portrayal of a charming young con artist bears remarkable similarity to the way Gambino subtly portrays the disgusting epidemic of gun violence in America in the clip. But in the sense that ‘Catch Me If You Can’ was a light movie with a positive ending, the use of ‘don’t catch you’ in this song indicates the dark state of the US political climate.

3. ‘This is’

Whilst this lyric might not bear the symbolic weight of others, it gives important context to number 1, ‘America.’ In isolation, Gambino simply singing ‘America’ would sound pretty weird - and it’s probably what you heard the first time you listened! But actually, he is singing ‘this is’ before ‘America,’ suggesting that the current state of things is, indeed, America. Remember, he is suggesting this is America, not this isn’t America. An important distinction that many have missed.

4. ‘We just’

Coming in a breathy, subtle whisper before the lyric ‘wanna party’ is this important piece of activist lyricism you probably missed. By expressing that he and others just wanna party, Gambino is making himself part of a collective group - an important element of the song, aligning with his contention that black bodies in the US have been collectively subject to oppression and violence for millennia. Without ‘we just,’ the listener is simply left with the question ‘wanna party?’ And whilst the answer is obviously yes, it doesn’t give the necessary insight that the full lyric ably does.

5. ‘This is America’

The most subtle of all, this one is barely heard throughout the track, and there is no indication otherwise that you might have heard it. Unfortunately, we’re not sure what it means. We’ll leave that one to the dorks who over-analyze, while we drink a beer and have fun! Go Gambino!

“Bring Back The Biff!” Says Brain-Damaged Uncle Who Struggles To Remember His Own Name Sometimes

In the wake of a weekend of football dominated by bone-crushing tackles and fistfights, a greta number of middle-aged men have begun to recall ‘the glory days,’ an era where ‘givin’ another bloke a broken cheekbone was just our way of saying g’day cobber.’

One such man is local student Isaac Kennedy’s (22) genuinely brain-damaged uncle - Greg Kennedy.

Far from Isaac’s leafy Hamilton upbringing, Greg repeatedly claims he was brought up in a true working-class household, dominated by ‘footy, beer, and just boys being boys… none of this soft shit we see today.’

However, as Isaac realises everytime he sees Greg forget his own name, spontaneously drop his dinner plate, or struggle to do basic addition, there were some tough side effects to Greg’s history of playing rugby league every weekend and always ‘looking to biff on with another tough c***.’

Despite the fact he sometimes forgets how to shave and just stares into the bathroom mirror for a few minutes before someone helps him, Greg relentlessly believes the biff should be brought back with a vengeance.

In a slow and sometimes painful interview with The Obiter, Greg expressed a desire to see ‘...the softies today punch on for once. Let’s see how little James Maloney does with a couple big fists to the… um, what’s the thing that sits on your neck…. um. Your, your bread? Your head? Your head! Yeah, couple punches to the head, that’s just being a bloke.’

Greg was thus very excited to see the brutal fight on Saturday night between Melbourne Storm centre, Curtis Scott, and Manly’s Dylan Walker. Watching the TV, he screamed with joy, and then cited the oft-used phrase, ‘fucken’ bullshit aye’ when Scott was sent off for the match.

An intriguing slice of life. Probably not much more to come.

TCB Staff Ban Students From Level 4 Toilets After Tiring Of Their Wild Orgies Being Interrupted

On Tuesday morning, students studying on Level 4 of the Walter Harrison Law Library found themselves deprived of a bathroom after a small printed notice, tied to a Wet Floor sign, read that the facilities were for ‘Staff and Disabled Use Only’ and that students were to use the alternative Level 2 and 3 options when relieving themselves of ramen and Mother.

The TC Beirne School of Law released a statement on their website to explain the new restriction.

“The life of an academic can be stressful,” the statement read. “Between one lecture each week and not reading our T-Vals, it can be hard to find any time to relax.

“That’s why, at least once a fortnight, the staff of TCB like to gather as a group, unwind and hold a massive orgy in the Level 4 bathrooms. The orgies are a great way for us to take 4-5 hours to come together as an academic community and just go absolutely freaking berserk on each other.

“This last semester, staff have frequently had our passionate rodeos of intellect and skin interrupted by students. As a school, TCB has an open-door policy, hence why we never lock the door during our bonk sessions. But students have abused our generosity by using these bathrooms and disturbing our ecstasy of lust with their loud screams of “HOLY FUCK!” and “WHAT THE SHIT?”

“We spend our day teaching, so it is only appropriate that we spend our nights learning. Learning about pleasure. Learning about sense. Learning about each other, and in turn ourselves.

To summarise, if any grubby little Arts students ever steps another sandal into our fortnightly lick lectures we will burn this fucking Library to the ground. We are mammals and this Level 4 bathroom is our Discovery Channel. We will not be disturbed during our physical Contact Hours again.”

Students are reportedly relocating their orgies to the Moot Court.

Banning Your Weird Dad From Speaking At Your 21st Now Referred To As “Pulling A Markle”

21st birthday parties are momentous occasions in the lives of gentrified young people. A night of reflection, celebration and button-up shirts awaits those brave enough to host the fabled event.

However, 21sts are almost always improved when the host follows one simple, yet oft-cited, rule: if your Dad is the weirdest fucking bloke in the world, don’t get him to do a speech.

This might seem easy. After all, if your Dad is indeed the strangest unit to walk this blue planet, you probably would be aware of it by the ripe old age of 21. Yet, despite the ease of adherence to this creed, many young adults fail to place the recommended embargo on their father’s absolute-batshit anecdotes about your Falls Creek ski trip in 2002.

The recent Royal Wedding saga has reinvigorated dialogue about the 21st amendment. Meghan Markle’s father has toyed with the world by equivocating on whether he will attend his daughter’s wedding this week.

In the end, Mr Markle decided to abstain from the ceremony. Markle is reportedly devastated by the development. However, a strict reading of the sacred rule of 21sts suggests that the Princess-Erect should be nothing shy of thrilled at the outcome.

One does not have to be an expert analyst to reach the conclusion that Mr Markle is on odd rocker. His dalliances with paparazzi and inconsistent health issues indicate that dude comfortably sits in the category of Dad referred to as “just a bit fucking off.”

Meghan Markle has avoided disaster by her Dad’s exclusion. If he were to attend the wedding, there is little stopping him from spontaneously taking the microphone and drawing out an extended attempt at a parable comparing his daughter’s journey to adulthood with his pool filter.

Markle has dodged a bullet, that bullet being the lunacy of her dingbat doof-daddy of a parent. Those holding 21sts in the future have already placed greater weight on the possibility of “pulling a Markle” and keeping their Dad the hell away from their special night.

The 5 Stages Of Grief At The New Arctic Monkeys Album Being Terrible

English rock group, Arctic Monkeys, have come under fire for their new album, with a great number of fans and critics expressing their grief and disappointments at its lack of quality. The album, ‘Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino,’ has received divisive reactions for its rejection of traditional musical concepts, such as recognisable melodies, understandable lyrics, and being actually enjoyable to listen to.

Generally, reactions have fallen in line with the five stages of grief. To help you identify what stage of grief you are at, we’ve put together this handy list of the five stages of grief you may experience upon realising Alex Turner is not the sexy genius we once thought he was.

1. Denial

Many fans are unfortunately trapped in denial, claiming the new album is ‘...their best work ever! Who actually likes songs which you can sing along to, or relate to… I’m all about abstract space-indie music.’ Psychologists fear many will be stuck in this stage, but it is recommended to move forward if you ever want to reach the ultimate conclusion that the album honestly just sucks.

2. Anger

The life of the party - anger! Being upset and angry at the Sheffield quartet’s abject failure to make good music is an important part of the healing process. Put on ‘Do I Wanna Know?’ and ‘R U Mine?’ and just go out and punch the nearest thing you see - it’s healthy to be angry. Unleash yourselves!

3. Bargaining

Far from the type of bargains you can pick up at Aldi, bargaining is the reaction wherein one attempts to argue ‘...yeah, I know it might not be their best work - but it’s a fascinating step forward, and there are at least a couple good songs!’ It’s not a fascinating step forward. There are no good songs. Get it together, mate.

4. Depression

The night is always darkest right before the dawn, and this will be your low point. You’ll cry over ‘Mardy Bum’ and ‘Piledriver Waltz,’ fondly remembering the days when Arctic Monkeys were enjoyable. But as gruelling as it may be, get through this stage, because next we have…

5. Acceptance

It’s just not very good.

Devout Year 12 Terrace Student Not Too Worried About New Dean of TCB

The TC Beirne School of Law announced this morning that the next dean will be Professor Patrick Parkinson.

A family law expert, Professor Parkinson has stoked controversy in the past due to his opposition to Safe Schools, support for traditional concepts of marriage, and expression of concern over the 'secularization' of marriage.

While the appointment has worried students of diverse backgrounds about whether their chances of gaining entry to TC Beirne have been damaged. However, devout Christian Ged McArthur has told The Obiter he is confused about the widespread concern.

“I don’t know why anyone is worried,” pondered the Year 12 Terrace student, who hopes to study Law at UQ in 2019. “When I chat to evangelicals every Sunday after mass, I have not once felt victimised. What are all these kids going on about!?”

McArthur, whose Mum and Dad lunched with Professor Parkinson several times in Sydney during a Vote No Conference, said that the new Dean is apparently a really nice bloke. “I just can’t imagine him judging me or being unfair to me in any way,” the student who wears the rosary non-ironically told The Obiter when we met with him after his nightly rehearsal for The Passion of the Christ: The Musical!

While homosexual, bisexual and transgender students have expressed outrage at Professor Parkinson’s appointment, McArthur is truly baffled by the backlash. “All the boys at Terrace reckon he’s going to be super friendly! We were knocking about backstage at the weekly liturgy, chatting about sins, when one of the fellas said how excited he is to meet him. I totally agree!”

At press time, McArthur was setting a bush on fire near the Great Court in order to get in early and impress the new Dean.

World Record Shattered As Uni Student Refers to Donald Glover as ‘Woke’ 76 Times In One Week

In a shocking event, a local uni student has broken the world record for describing rapper Childish Gambino as ‘woke af’ for the 76th time this week, beating the valiant efforts of Pedestrian.tv and Buzzfeed.

“Wow! I might start getting into Atlanta now I reckon,” exclaimed Gus Roberts (22) to nobody in particular.

“This is Bino’s best work by far 🔥🔥🔥,” he commented for the third time this week on a Pitchfork article.

“I wonder what J Cole thinks of this,” he thinks, constantly.

Like many music listeners the world over, the vaguely political 22-year old Commerce/Arts student and occasional hip hop fan enjoyed Childish Gambino’s new track and associated music video unveiled last week, ‘This is America.’ But Roberts isn’t just your casual fan. In fact, the young man has made it his mission to praise the rapper/actor/writer/singer-songwriter as ‘woke’ at every possible turn.

A reliable source, who wished to remain anonymous, claims the Commerce/Arts student has visited the song’s Rap Genius page a startling fourteen times in the past two days alone, coming close to his personal best of 16 visits to J Cole’s 2014 hit “Wet Dreamz” – a track that has prompted many fire emojis from Roberts in various group chats over the years.

Guinness representative Ross McWhirter says the previous record of 16 was surpassed some time on Tuesday of last week, when Roberts made the incredible call to compare the end of the music video to the 2017 Jordan Peele horror film Get Out, before describing both the film and Glover’s allusion to it as ‘woke af.’ While he is yet to see the film, Roberts responded to this criticism with a jab at the streaming service Netflix, whom he labelled a “bunch of cheap dogs”. Roberts is yet to purchase a Netflix subscription.

The tireless fan says he is excited at the prospect of more music from Gambino, and also took the chance to decry critics of J. Cole’s new album KOD.

In our brief interview with Roberts, he made some intriguing comments. Most of all, toward the end of our interview, he gently sighed and whispered ‘…I don’t know, guys. I just get race. Maybe I’m 1/16th black or something!’

The Obiter will continue to monitor the story.

Cameron Smith Exiled From Queensland, Seeking Permanent Asylum In Victoria

In the wake of his shocking retirement from the XXXX Maroons, Cameron Smith has reportedly been exiled from Queensland, and is now in discussions with the Victorian Government to be granted refugee status and become a permanent Victorian.

On advice from the Premier and Cabinet, the Queensland Governor-General decided to formally exile Smith from Queensland, for ‘...betrayal to footy, betrayal to Queensland, and the strong chance of giving that grub James Maloney a series win.’ This move received bipartisan support in Queensland’s legislative assembly, and despite Smith’s plea that the decision was ‘objectively fucking ridiculous,’ he has since had his Queensland citizenship revoked.

The revoking of citizenship occurred through a complex procedure whereby all trace elements of XXXX Gold in Smith’s bloodstream are extracted, and his vocal chords altered so that he cannot say ‘Queenslander.’

Smith, with advice of legal counsel, is now aware he is an undocumented immigrant in Melbourne, and has taken immediate steps to request full Victorian citizenship from the Victorian government. As a Queenslander who has played for the Melbourne Storm since 2002, Smith is familiar with Melbourne, but will be forced to undergo the Victorian Citizenship Promise, and consider a switch to AFL, snobbily described as ‘the real footy.’

The Victorian Citizenship Promise consists of a range of declarations, ranging from ‘I will consume three coffees every day, and each time complain that the Melbourne coffee scene just wasn’t the same as it was in 2007,’ to ‘despite being a rugby league player, I vow to watch every single AFL and VFL match, and engage in sickening acts of violence against other fans.’ Implied elements of the promise include listening incessantly to Triple J, hating Sydney, and wearing black.

Punters think it likely for the Victorian government to grant citizenship to Smith. As he leaves his beloved Queensland behind in a storm of anguish and ‘but the Maroons, brah,’ our sources suggest he looks forward to new life as a Victorian.

The decision to retire was extremely controversial, with some complaining that he ‘isn’t playing till he’s 80… that’s fucken Queensland spirit! I have no teeth, grr.’

We’re sure you had your reasons, Cameron.

"Getting This Clerkship Is The Best Thing That Has Ever Happened To Me!" Says Man Who Will Be Divorced and Depressed by 29

Clerkship application season reached its epic conclusion today as the firms of Brisbane offered positions to a select range of law students.

One of those students was Aaron Houston. “You beauty!” Houston exclaimed after jumping off the phone with an HR representative of McArlington Adams Malterson Humphrey Deckart.

“Just scored a winter clerkship with McArlington Adams Malterson Humphrey Deckart,” Aaron told The Obiter.

“We know,” The Obiter replied. “That’s why we’re interviewing you.”

McArlington Adams Malterson Humphrey Deckart is one of Australia’s leading law firms, leading the industry in the areas of commercial, symmetrical and viable litigation.

“This is the best thing that has ever happened to me,” Aaron opined, clearly unaware that he is a mere 7 years shy of a complete and irreversible mental breakdown borne out of unrelenting work expectations.

“McArlington Adams Malterson Humphrey Deckart fosters an inclusive community where being a balanced person is more important than performance,” continued Aaron, whose wife will take his three young children to her sister’s apartment at precisely 11:47pm 12 August 2025.

Aaron, who within 15 minutes of the call had updated his LinkedIn bio to “Summer Clerk-Elect”, remained confident that this was the first step in a long journey. True, but not as long of a journey as the bitter divorce he and his timid wife Michelle will endure due to his inability to leave the office before 10:30pm.

Despite the gruelling reputation of McArlington Adams Malterson Humphrey Deckart, Aaron is excited for 4-weeks of completely misrepresentative and misleading illusions of what firm life is like before being subjected to Grill’d-level wages and Me-too worthy harassment before a crescendo of stress and self-loathing causes him to collapse into a puddle of sad.

“This will be great!”

More to come from a disgruntled satirist who got too scared to apply for clerkships and is taking deflated sense of self out on those who actually did something productive.

Report: Love Hearts In Your Coffee Probably Doesn’t Mean Your Barista Is In Love With You

Despite being the visual representation of undying love and passion, a love heart in your coffee probably doesn’t mean the person who made it is hopelessly in love you - a lesson learnt this week by fourth-year student, Carrie Bryson (21).

The delicate pouring of milk to create stunning works of latte art has long been an important part of the coffee industry. One of the most common pieces of latte art is the humble love heart, its popularity largely due to its ease to make.

Yet despite the fact is is obviously easy to make, Carrie has been recently making the mistake of assuming the heart in her coffee is a confusingly subtle declaration of love and commitment.

Speaking with The Obiter after her third coffee of the day, Carrie suggested the situation was ‘...pretty bloody obvious. I mean, he might as well have got down on one knee and popped the big question! What else could that symbol possibly mean?’

When we suggested the symbol could just be a nice thing this certain barista puts in people’s coffee, Carrie scoffed, and reasserted her love for ‘...whatever his name is. We don’t need names - we have the sacred, romantic bond of barista and customer! Try and tear us apart, bitch.’

Hurt by the offensive word, we terminated the interview immediately.

Unfortunately for Carrie, later that day she gazed upon her friend Mark’s flat white, only to notice a love heart sitting in Mark’s coffee as well.

In a distressing blend of tears and anger, she stormed up to the barista, accusing him of being a ‘f**king two-timing ****.’ Revenge was promised in the form of getting coffee from another barista - a disgusting violation of the sacred bond.

Unlikely to be more to come, we’re still reeling a bit from being called ‘bitch.’