Indian curry colonisation

Last night it was the curry
And then the Ganges opened up
Swept away the people
Consumed everything in its path
Just like the British who popped in 
Spreading their lies 
For what of King, 
Who cares for cricket
When my people have been displaced
By your ugly face
So what of curry now
Blowing up the place
You say it stinks, 
I say it stinks, 
British colonialism stinks
Leave us natives alone