Intro: Verse: 1 Looks like a hooollly city, With the hills aglow Looks like a holy city, babe, With the hills aglow Oh Silverlake, is worth more than gold Verse: 2 They got some Spanish angels, or they gotta lot of soul They got some Spanish angels, or they gotta lot of soul Oh Silverlake, is worth more than gold Oh Rosa Maria, say a prayer for me Put a candle in the window so the jaded might see Oh thank you Rosa Maria for saying a prayer for me Verse: 3 You know a poor boy can still go down there, find a place to stay Or at least south of Sunset sometime, find a place to rest his soul Oh Silverlake, is worth more than gold Oh Rosa Maria, say a prayer for me Put a candle in the window so the jaded might see Oh thank you Rosa Maria for saying a prayer for me Verse: 4 Looks like a holy city, babe, With the hills aglow Looks like a holy city, With the hills aglow Oh Silverlake, is worth more than gold Oh Silverlake, is worth more than gold