Dennis William Quaid (born April 9, 1954) is an American actor known for his comedic and dramatic roles. First gaining widespread attention in the 1980s, his career rebounded in the 1990s after he overcame an addiction to drugs and an eating disorder. Some of his notable credits include Jaws 3-D, The Right Stuff, Enemy Mine, Great Balls of Fire!, The Big Easy, Far from Heaven, The Rookie, The Day After Tomorrow, Vantage Point, Footloose, The Parent Trap, Soul Surfer and Innerspace.
Quaid was born in Houston, Texas, the son of Juanita Bonniedale "Nita" (née Jordan), a real estate agent, and William Rudy Quaid (November 21, 1923 – February 8, 1987), an electrician and a third cousin of performer Gene Autry. He is the younger brother of actor Randy Quaid. The Quaid brothers grew up in Bellaire, Texas, which is a small city surrounded by Houston, and in southwest Houston. Quaid has English, Irish, and Cajun (French) ancestry. He attended Paul W. Horn Elementary School in Bellaire and Pershing Middle School in Houston. He studied Mandarin and dance at Bellaire High School in Bellaire, Texas, and later in college, at the University of Houston, under drama coach Cecil Pickett, who had previously taught at Bellaire High and whose daughter is actress Cindy Pickett. It was during his time at Bellaire High School that he developed the nickname 'Dennis Quand', (a combination of 'Quaid' and 'Bond') in relation to his obsession with the 007 movie character and was regularly referred to by this name.
Come a little bit closer
Won't you whisper in my ear
Say the words I long to hear
Cause there's no question what's forbidden from my eyes
Oh it only magnifies
(chorus)
Tune into my frequency
Can you feel it, let me
Show you what I mean
You got me going ah I specialise ah I specialise
Gotta feel your body, yeah (x 3)
Well there's something about you
When you love me like this
How very beautiful it is
(chorus)
You got me going (x 4)
I wanna die just like Jesus Christ
I wanna die on a bed of spikes
I wanna die just like Jesus Christ
With the radio on
I wanna die just like JFK
I wanna die in the USA
I wanna die just like JFK
With the radio on
I wanna die just like Jesus Christ
I wanna die on a bed of spikes
I wanna die just like Jesus Christ
With the radio on
I wanna die just like JFK
I wanna die in the USA
I wanna die just like JFK
With the radio on
Radio on
There goes my life ticking away
There goes my life slipping away
Long to sleep later
But alarms keep ringing
Take another leaflet from the stand
Put a steak on some land
Bring another baby to the world
Clone a boy then a girl
Famine and war, rabies and plague
Or angle poise lamps, limos and shades
Polar bears molting
As the ice caps melt down
Take another leaflet from the stand
Put a steak on some land
Bring another baby to the world
Clone a boy then a girl
Hand in hand we can break the command
Hand in hand we can break the command
Hand in hand we can break the command
Hand in hand we can break the command
Take another leaflet from the stand
Choose a color that's bland
Win the burger franchise for the world
Win the ranch, get the girl
You say history will be your judge
But the jury's whipped, gagged and drugged
Take away the blinkers from your eyes
This is not my
This is not my frequency
This is not my freq
This is not my
This is not my frequency
This is not my freq
Even as a child
I was different from those
Excommunication from the ones
That I loathed
And no amount of threatening
Could make me inclined
All your propaganda
Could never change my mind
To hell with all you demons
You poor deluded fools
And take me to a place
Where there are no rules
This is not my
This is not my frequency
This is not my freq
This is not my
This is not my frequency
This is not my freq
And any body there
Ever broken a heart
Being you who are
And not playing the part
And all the best intentions
Could never make it real
Sorry to my lovers
But that's the way I feel
Changing like a season
No time for regrets
Don't you ever wonder
If this is good as it gets
This is not my
This is not my frequency
This is not my freq
This is not my
This is not my frequency
This is not my freq
So when it comes down
Are you in or your out?
Take a little time
And think about
I will not be driven
Like a rusty old Ford
I did it my way
I was not bored
Can't buy me off with silver
Won't do as I'm told
Keep your drunken hands off me
Come on in
I hear your voice
Change the frequency
And make that choice
Constitution
Find new ground
You don't know
I think about you every day
You're lying awake on top of silver clouds
Sending Love back down
It's real love
Can't you feel it
Can't you breathe it in
Come on in
I hear you sing
All together
Different skin
Superstition
Prophecy
You don't know
I think about you every day
You're lying awake on top of silver clouds
You're sending love back down
It's real love
Can't you feel it
Can't you breathe it in
Delay and erase
Cut it all up
The change I've arranged
Splice and dissect
Move it around
To make it perfect
Coming in clear
Loud and compressed
To deafen the ears
This frequency
That I can hear
Is all I can see
What is your frequency
(coming in clear)
What is your frequency
(coming in clear)
Mixing in sounds
Out of your mind
Go into the ground
Coming in clear
Loud and compressed
To deafen the ears
This frequency
That I can hear
Is all I can see
(coming in clear)
(coming in clear)
All I can see
(coming in clear)
All I can see
(coming in clear)
What is your frequency
(coming in clear)
What is your frequency
(coming in clear)
What is your frequency
(coming in clear)
What is your frequency
(coming in clear)
Before I was undiscovered
When I was invincible
Nobody could kill the silence
And probably no one will again
The future was unrelated
Alternatives all pursued
The lives that got separated
When others were split in two
And I don’t remember now where I’m,
Supposed to be
I slide between the waves,
And ride the frequency alone
They might have agreed to listen
If I didn’t loose control
But I was as lost as they were
As still as a heart grown cold
And I don’t recall how I became
The one I used to be
I heard the strings of life begin
Within the frequency that night
I walked through the walls
Hold on tight, lives are going to change
The kind of his kingdom is surely falling out of range
Stay a while in the present tense
All in good time,
You’ll find your inner sense
Now as a final fire climbs into the
Single spire
High above the wireless world it hovers
So as the brightest child sinks into the safest arms
Tight against the bomb that hangs above us
I could of stayed if you were mine
If time remained the reasons would of rhymed
But I don’t remember now where I should be
Find me where you don’t believe me
There’s a warning in between the memories
Can you hear me through the whitest noise?
I slide between the waves,
And ride the frequency
Light and sound
Conceal me
They shield me
From danger signs
Make me understand it
sometimes
it feels like i'm dying
sometimes
it seems like i've been lying
sometimes
it feels like i'm dreaming
cause sometimes is all i can feel.
if only i'd known the way i would be changing course
if only i'd known...
sometimes
i wish i could have changed it all
but sometimes is always just an afterthought
if only i'd known the way i would be changing course
if only i'd known... sometimes
if only i'd known the way it would be after all
Everything you know
Somebody else has taught and told you
Deep within yourself if you're
Yourself are you that person
Like a coded frequency
The people will unfold you
Leave it up to everybody's hands
To shape and mold you
Yeah
You can't shape and mold me
You can't recreate me
You can't even fake me
Frequency
I took some time
To stand on my own two feet
But it seems that I'm weak now
Cause I stand alone
Guilty of this body's currency
To please the masses
Such a counter view of what I do
I feel the stresses
I am not the one
Who will relieve you of your reasons
Leave it up to everybody else
To shape your seasons
I took some time
To stand on my own two feet
But it seems that
I'm weak now
Cause I stand alone
I took some time
To stand on my own two feet
But it seems that
I'm weak now
My apocalyptical dream of a
Man behind a mask
A vision - Delusion, a hallucination.
A something that led me astray
I have stared in a place
in a "never-been time"
I saw his feather is spinous
Injecting a virus
His mission will come to an end
When we dance with the dead
Sweet and feral liaison
Facing pestilence scenes
In my mirror of dreams
On the day when the sun disappears
Then I see the lights
In a city of angels
Dehumanized toys dropping dead
With a strange manufacturing vice
They still live in fear of the old puppeteer
He's the beast in a white panoply
With my stereoscope
I saw pictures of death
Watching war of the worlds
On the screen in my head
On the day when the sun disappears
Then I see the lights
In a city of angels
And we're watching a downfalling star
It reflects in a river of tears
On the day when the sun disappears
On the day when the sun disappears
Then I see the lights
In a city of angels
And we're watching this downfalling star
It reflects in a river of tears
This is just a test of the frequency
You can be a hood without delinquency
Cause I be the rhyme and the rhyme be me
Whatever I be the rhyme be.
I break the average nigga down, just like decomposition
On a mission to chart the art of rhyming way beyond
traditions
Equally, you’ll find my vision’s gone beyond the 20/20
Had enough of these niggas showin’ me just who be on
the money
I catch phrases out of the blue like touchdown throws
to wide recievers,
So, “Hail Mary”, But you couldn’t “Run with me” if you
were Gail Deavers
I got that monotone lyric for your receivers
Don’t don’t deceive us, cause we don’t believe in non-
believers
My style is more golden than that of a child who owns
retrievers
I shine like I’m David Helfgott, Searching for wealth,
not solely
But baby, “Do Ya Rilly Kno What’s going on?”
I be that tech president that you Elec(t) like TRON
I base data on databases, so it’s too complicated to
trace this
And with no flava you gotta face it, You’re tasteless
The way that I embrace this is like huggin’ a cripple
Invisible individuals get scratched like they’re
pickles
I physically tickle your mind, like water that trickles
over your nipples
I drip, cause lyrically I keep it kinky
Hookers wanna drink me, but they can’t handle my tricks
Cause I’ve been known for putting chip-clips on my
bitches’ tits
It hits the year 2K, and it’s a whole different story
Don’t need will smith to talk about Miami for me
Cause If I got a positive vibe, and a quote from a
negative source
Saying my Rap Sheet was Right On!, like what I’d do to
the bus on my tours
For sure I’m not a tourist, I’m a purist
Came into the land of rhyme, sanded the hourglass and I
cuffed the hands of time
To arrest your interest and express with mine
Niggas can check me out with ten items or less, while
you regress and stand in line
They play the way like pantomimes, I only touch ‘em
with mitts
I tell ‘em, “Shut the fuck up!”, and yo, they can’t say
shit
I’m giving verbal face-lifts to those with traces of
painted faces
So, I’ma tell you what the case is.
Chorus
So, when it comes to the written rhyme, the ink effects
are diabolical
Off the top of the dome like George Jefferson’s hair
follicles
!?What?!, You put the ass in astronomical
Any attempt by you to even make a def jam could pass
for comical
More psychological than movie thrillers, boxing niggas
like Helena in Manila
Extract ‘em like vanilla
For real, I never had a dope name to profess
But relied on my skill when it came to the test
I’m blessed in the trade of my native expression
If late is my time, then my rhyme be inte-resting
I question the power of a star
Cause kids be singing “love live the king”, like my
name was Uncle Scar
So, “Can you feel the buzz tonight?”
I never mean it in a blunt way, cause some say that
they’re the flyest when the drums play
They’re bound to go down just like morale on hump day
Cause once they front, an omen will hunt they’re ass
down in my name
Cause I box out them niggas that’s surrounding my game
In any way shape or form
I did circles on those who weren’t breaking the norm
And I’m the first to try angles that you ain’t figured
before
You’ve forged on more lines than my written signature
And my shit’ll be hitting for sure upon the canvas
I planned this tonight so you might understand this.
The air up there is crowded crazy static in the sky
With multitudes of voices flying swifter than the eye
Could ever see to speak, catch them up and reason with the din
And now at night when Im trying to sleep my head is caving inŠ
Give me your frequency
Right where I want to be
Its strange to feel resistance this compression of the air
The sounds that fill the silence are now floating everywhere
And I cant disconnect from this effect, the levels much too high
And now at night when Im trying to sleep my head is caving in.
Its automatic with you
Sunday morning nine o'clock
I start to roll over
her voice fills my every cell
I'm gliding out of time
My dial's locked on her frequency
Diving in electric waves
the surfaec far above
no need for solid ground or air
I'm losing track of place
My dial's locked on her frequency
Around and around this room I go
operator told me to hang on
a friendly word is what I'm losing her
Day sixteen, i'm in the net
my body's barely alive
subconsciousness alarming me
there's only moment's left
Still I am locked on her Frequency
hopelessly I am locked on her Frequency
on her frequency
Her voice is always in the air
inside my head, I just can't bare
I'll never get to her this way
she keeps hanging on
Please someone cut the cable
Please someone cut the cable
Please someone cut the cable
Looking at you, looking at me
The signs you give out are so hard to read
When I get close you pull away from me
We used to talk on the phone
Now when I call
There's nobody home
Drifting like a satellite
So far away
How can I tune into your frequency
Don't you let the signal die on me
I'm reaching out for you to come
back to me oh
Come on let's talk about it
Must be a way around it
Don't disconnect from me
Feeling my way in the dark
Finding the thread that leads to your heart
What did I do what have I done
To hurt you
Something in the atmosphere
I can't get through
How can I tune into your frequency
Don't you let the signal die on me
I'm reaching out for you to come
back to me oh
Come on let's talk about it
Must be a way around it
Don't disconnect from me
Yeah
Don't disconnect from me
Oh Yeah
Something in the atmosphere
I can't get through
How can I tune into your frequency
Don't you let the signal die on me
I'm reaching out for you to come
back to me oh
Come on let's talk about it
Must be a way around it
Don't disconnect from me
Come on let's about it
Must be a way around it
Don't disconnect from me
I don’t need to be treated this way no more
Your all I’ve got but you make me feel so small
Don’t you know I believe I feel your out of phase
And it shows and it shows
Your on a frequency I know
Where the picture comes and goes
The static in my head
are the words that you once said
And your waves come crashing in
The cycle starts again
In spite of what goes wrong
You’re the frequency I’m on
Electric pulse in a way I can’t explain
I feel so close yet I’m so far away
And it shows and it shows
Alone alone
(Verse)
Static when we touch
So magnetic when we love
Inside there is a rush
So you're bloody
Don't pull the plug
(Bridge)
Love it when you make a difference
Don't be afraid of the distance
I don't wanna lose the frequency
I don't wanna let the feeling leave
Rise away to hit the landing
Get the sounds of the space and
I don't wanna lose my frequency
I don't wanna let the feeling leave
(Chorus)
Tell me your first sign of love
(Tell me your first sign of love)
I want you to hear the way you make me feel
When you turn me on
Take it high, til you get it right (til I get my...)
I can feel it near, frequency is real
Way you turn me on
(Verse)
Vibrations set the tone
Stimulation makes it flow
Your signals find a hard room
Send a message, make it known
(Bridge)
Love it when you make a difference
Don't be afraid of the distance
I don't wanna lose the frequency
I don't wanna let the feeling leave
Rise away to hit the landing
Get the sounds of the space and
I don't wanna lose my frequency
I don't wanna let the feeling leave
(Chorus x2)
Turn it on, first sign of love
I want you to hear the way you make me feel
When you turn me on
Take it high, til you get it right
I can feel it near, frequency is real