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Sean Mackey, OBE (1918–1997) was an Irish engineering professor.
Professor Sean Mackey was born in Dolla, Co Tipperary, Ireland in 1917. Having attended Mount Saint Joseph College in Roscrea, he entered University College Dublin where he obtained a BE Civil Engineering degree and BSc degree. He subsequently went on to get a Master's degree in UCD before marrying Elizabeth Ann (Lilian) Mulleaney and emigrating to England where he secured a job with leading construction steelmaker Dorman Long.
In 1947 he secured a post as Senior Lecturer in Leeds University where he obtained a PhD in 1951. Then in 1953, he was invited to take up the newly created Head of Engineering post at the fledgling Indian Institute of Technology in Kharagpur, Eastern India. His teaching philosophy was always to encourage a 'practical' hands on approach to Engineering and to this end, he encouraged his students to embark on a project to design and build a swimming pool complex on the Institute's campus.
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(Chorus)
Look me in my eyes and try to feel my pain
Do you know how it feels to be left out in the
rain?
Each and everyday there's someone judging me
Worried bout my life and how I
live in these streets?
Verse 1:
Everyday I wake up got a hundred different hatas
Trying to keep this paper stacks look like
elevators (elevators) But no one really wants to hear my story (my story)That's why I'm all alone,there's no one here for me
{Chorus}
look me in my eye's and try to feel my pain
do you know how it feels to be left out in the rain
each and everyday theres someone judgin me i worry bout y life and how i live in these streets
{Chorus}
look me in my eyes and try to feel my pain
do you know how it feels to be left out in the rain
each and everyday theres someone judgin me i worry bout my life and how i live in these streets
Verse: 2
I got no place to go
I'm livin on a hope
And no one really knows
What the hell is goin on
How I feel inside, feelings I try to hide (whoa, ooh)
Verse: 3
My daddy don't kno, my momma
don't care
Don't matter if I'm here, it don't matter if I'm there
So what am I suppose to do in this
cold cruel world
{Chorus}
look me in my eyes and try to feel my pain
do you know how it feels to be left out in the rain
eah and everyday theres someone judgin me
i worry bout my life and how i live in these streets
(verse 1)
everyday i wake up gotta hundred different hatas
tryna get this paper stacks look like elevators (elevators)
but no one really wants to here my story
thats why i'm all alone theres no one here for me
(Song Fades)
oh,oh,oh
whoa,oooh
Hatas, elevators