Στους δυο πρώτους δίσκους τους, Damned Damned Damned και Music For Pleasure, οι Damned ήταν ένα “διαφορετικό” συγκρότημα. Διαφορετικό από τα υπόλοιπα του αγγλικού πανκ, αλλά και από τον μετέπειτα εαυτό τους.
Η αιτία για αυτό είχε όνομα και επώνυμο : Brian James. Ο κιθαρίστας – κύρια πηγή του ήχου τους, αποκλειστικός συνθέτης των τραγουδιών τους, και επιφανές μέλος του δικού μας February born musicians club. Προς τιμή του ακούμε αυτό τον ύμνο από το πρώτο αγγλικό πανκ άλμπουμ που κυκλοφόρησε ποτέ, τον Φεβρουάριο του 1977.

On their first two albums, Damned Damned Damned and Music For Pleasure, The Damned were a “different” band. Different from the rest of English punk bands, and also from their later self.
The reason for this had a name : Brian James. The guitarist – main source of their sound, exclusive composer of their songs, and an eminent member of our February born musicians club.
In his honor we hear this anthem from the first English punk album ever released, February 1977.

Be a man, can a mystery man
Be a doll, be a baby doll
It can’t be fun, not anyway
It can’t be found, no way at all
A distant man can’t sympathize
He can’t uphold his distant laws
Due to form on that today
I got a feeling then I hear this call
I said, neat, neat, neat
She can’t afford no cannon
Neat, neat, neat
She can’t afford no gun at all
Neat, neat, neat
She can’t afford no cannon
Neat, neat, neat
She ain’t got no name to call
Neat, neat, neat
No crime if there ain’t no law
No cops left to mess you around
No more dreams of mystery chords
No more sight to bring you down
I got a crazy, got a thought in my mind
My mind’s on when she falls asleep
Feelin’ fine in her restless time
Then these words upon me creep
I said, neat
She can’t afford no cannon
Neat, neat, neat
She can’t afford no gun at all
Neat, neat, neat
She can’t afford no cannon
Neat, neat, neat
She ain’t got no name to call
Neat, neat, neat
Be a man, can a mystery man
Be a doll like a baby doll
It can’t be fun, not anyway
It can’t be found, no way at all
A distant man can’t sympathize
Can’t uphold his distant laws
Due to form on that today
I got a feeling then I hear that call
I said, neat, neat, neat
She can’t afford no cannon
Neat, neat, neat
She can’t afford no gun at all
Neat, neat, neat
She can’t afford no cannon
Neat, neat, neat
She ain’t got no name to call
Neat, neat, neat
She can’t afford no cannon
Neat, neat, neat
She ain’t got no name to call
Neat, neat, neat
She can’t afford no cannon
Neat, neat, neat
She ain’t got no name to call
Neat, neat, neat